Trudge Trudge Trudge

Trudging back to work this week after a super holiday, although it's been a bizarre mix of things moving at 100 MPH but nothing actually really changing or moving forward – sprinting on the spot if you like. I guess that's when I need to take a step back and avoid getting drawn into the hubris and work out what really is the best use of my time. I spent some good quality time with my boss yesterday so that’s helped both re-orientate me and also cover off a number of minor admin points such as expense claims…. I also took great pleasure in seeing a young Belgian last night – he almost looked and sounded like a serious professional now that he’s no longer working for me. He’ll be here in London until the end of the year so hopefully I’ll be able to see a bit more of him and another young chip and mayonnaise eating individual. Flying back to France this afternoon to come back to the UK tomorrow night with Maxime (but without the wife) ahead of my little brother’s wedding on Friday. I’m actually looking forward to my first trip away with 20 month old Maxime, although Sandie seems petrified by the whole idea….I am pretty sure I know who will be proved right (I can already see myself throwing the little monster into the Ryanair bag drop on Sunday afternoon).