We think we are experiencing something akin to the feeling that hibernating animals feel when spring is on the way.
Suddenly one morning one wipes the bleariness from one’s eyes, senses a patch of blue, peels back a curtain to get a glimpse of what the day might offer, gets the fixings out for the morning coffee and baguette and realises the Nutella isn’t frozen solid any more. Something akin to excitement begins to rise in one’s being, then one realises that the reason it hasn’t frozen is that it was accidentally left in the refrigerator overnight so perhaps today isn’t the day to get out of bed after all.
Royal Post parcel tracking got out of bed first thing though. It told us we might have a parcel to tomorrow, and then just before coffee it told us we already had it. Later in the day it arrived, a day earlier than expected, catching us all unawares and pumping renewed enthusiasm through our veins. We may have started work immediately too, but the thought of slipping spanners and skinned frozen knuckles sent another shiver down an already shivering spine!
This looks very much like a job for Bill.
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