Where do you go to my lovely....?

See if can guess where I'm going this week (for work) based on this: [KEVIN - you can't play!]

An independent republic since 1943, ?? is a compact country of 10,452 square kilometers with a population approaching four million. Located at the meeting point of three continents. In winter, the high peaks are covered with snow, and in summer, their limestone slopes glimmer white in the distance.

From the hotel the sea is just a short walk away as are the shopping areas.

In these shoes...

This has been a funny old week, chez Robinson. The husband got a promotion..sort of...long story..the short version is that he lost his job back in 2005 in a re-org, and so was given another position in the organisation (it's Civil Service), which was two grades lower, except he still got paid at his old grade, but with no annual increments (you still with me?).

Occasionally he got "matched" to other jobs at his grade, which he had to be interviewed for, even if he didn't want them...he never got them, but still had to go through the prep, and then the letdown.

Anyway, this week he was interviewed for a senior role within his own department, back at the old scale and he got it. It is an ideal role, and his colleagues are very pleased for him.

(Keep going, there is a point to this)

I, meanwhile, have been waiting for a similar-ish decision at work since early November. I thought it would all happen this week, but no...in fact it got even more complicated. So I have been happy for husband, but feeling increasingly ill-used by my own organisation.

Anyway, this is the point.....and the ladies will understand....

Something had to be done.....so, shoes have been purchased....red shoes....and suddenly the world seems a brighter place.




Although, slightly scarily, I find the strapline for the manufacturer is "The footware of universal youth culture fashion."

And, of course, any excuse to bung a Kirsty track in..

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Pretty in Pink

Shamelessly jumping on the Jukebox Monday bandwagon-

There has been some pointless nonsense in the papers about girls and pink recently.

But back in the good old days we knew that is was OK to be pretty in pink.....

January...sick and tired...

Better late than never, a christmas and new year post.

Christmas was very nice chez Robinson, not least because it was mum's turn to do the cooking honours. We had the stepchildren (or rather, step adults, as they are 28 and 31). Laura was a poppet, in good spirits as Santa seemed to have exceeded her expectations.

And what was stuffed in my stocking, I hear you cry. Well, books mostly. At least three female friends and acquaintances were given bracelets by their other halves...two even went out and chose them without being told which ones to buy. The husband has been informed of this, and hopefully has stored this information away for future reference. [God, I am an ungrateful witch, aren't I?]

Mostly for Kate's benefit, here are the new acquisitions on the LibraryLizzie shelves (not in any order...not even Dewey):

Redemption Falls.
The rain before it falls.
Nul Points.
It's not a rehearsal.
Kenneth Williams unseen
The blackest streets
The suspicions of Mr Whicher
Egg dancing
Austerity Britain
Perfumes
Dry store room 1
Call the midwife
Who do you think you are?

I know I haven't included the authors...that's to make you click on the links. And I'm sure there is at least one more book...possibly two...

New Year was fab - down in Christchurch. Grown up (ish) dinner party and a game of Piss Artist, which me and my team mate Nick won!

Now, everything is over for another year. The decorations are packed away, and I have got viral laryngitis...which is apparently better than having the bacterial kind.

Back at work with the same old annoyances. Clearly certain colleagues didn't think "stop pissing off Librarylizzie is a big way" was worthy of a new year's resolution. My resolution? To try not to let certain colleagues piss me off....