Hindsight is a wonderful thing but you can't turn back the clock

So I did not receive the hairdryer treatment (yet). An attempted reconciliation on my part last week was met with a swift, brusque “I’m not free” reply. Instead, Peter Kenyon called me to his office and informed me about my change of role. I am to be transferred to a different department. From next week, I shall cease to have a room and will instead occupy a desk on the floor below. The role will be more specific (at least what I was told), but the workload will more or less be the same. I am unsure what to think. What springs to my mind immediately is the purported move “upstairs” by certain clubs towards their perceived under-performing managers, ala Kenny Dalglish being “promoted” to be "Director of Football" when he was in charge of Newcastle, if I recall correctly. Except that in my case, I can’t really view that as such, since it is definitely not a move “upstairs” by any stretch of the imagination. Sigh...

Folks visited us for about 3 days. Had some home-cooked food that I didn’t realize I missed, until I ate it.

I had a pretty good weekend, spending most of it with the wife and hanging out with some of her friends.

Looking forward to this weekend (who isn’t?). Jeanne’s friends will be bunking over at our place and we’ll be a doing something very touristy- a visit to the Zoo.

Cheerio…