Tuesday, 25 August 2009

Boss returns to work tomorrow. Oh, God. I just hope these weeks in Spain have made him a little serene, although that's a big hope.

Yesterday, we all had to evacuate the offices because of a fire on the third floor. We're on the fourth floor, and I could see all the faces of my loved ones flash before me. Fire in that office has always been my biggest fear. It's my job to alert all the others, and I did it double quick - they were so nonchalant, "Oh, what a bore - I've got do something", and "But, I'm in the middle of a phone call"....didn't wait to reason or reply - I was first out, and shaking. Two fire engines arrived. Why ARE firemen so attractive? Is it a requisite of the job?

After 40 minutes, the fire crew explained that the main fuse on the 3rd floor had melted, and was issuing smoke. No worries, they said, EDF are on their way, and we've turned everything off on that floor, and made it safe.

Great. None of us dared take the lift back up (melting cables?), and arrived stunned and scared at our desks. No - that was just me, I think.

Anyway - happier times: it was Henry's christening on Sunday. For the first time in seven years, BBHM accompanied me to an event at which my ex would be present. I was shaking with fear, (I seem to shake all the time in fear - I must, as the BBHM says, 'woman up' here). I just couldn't bear to think of anyone being embarrassed by a confrontation, but the ex stayed in his safe corner. My former in laws all made a point of approaching, kissing, and talking to me, but he stayed well away.

He's had it his way for seven years; I've been to important events alone, and had to endure his wife looking me up and down, and have him patronise me. When he saw BBHM there, I reckon he thought it best to just stay away.

Lovely christening, if I hadn't been so nervous. Henry is so big, and so much a boy, he looked faintly ridiclous in the family christening gown - like a trannie - but adorable, nevertheless. He is one gorgeous baby!

Someone asked me if I was sad that he hadn't been christened in the Catholic Church. You know something? I couldn't care less. We're all singing from the same hymn sheet here, and Demelza and her parents are some of the most God fearing, sincere, people I know. Henry will be a lovely man; I just know it. People say that Godliness is next to cleanliness, but I believe that it is next to kindliness.

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