It’s strange – I was dreading this week, so much so that on the drive down I nearly had to stop to be sick, I was so nervous. I didn’t really know what to expect, I wasn’t massively fancying spending an entire week in close proximity with my boss and some colleagues, all male, who I don’t know very well, and there were the usual concerns I always have about my eating issues and sleep talking.
And yet – despite the unbearably sad news I got on Tuesday, in every other respect I’ve surprised myself enormously by really enjoying the week! The people at the golf club we’re staying at are lovely, my colleagues have been lovely (three of us went out for dinner and drinks last night and I feel more like I belong now) and I’ve totally unexpectedly fallen in love with this little section of the Kent coast. It’s beautiful.
I will be sad to leave this evening – but I know I’ll be back, it just won’t be for golf next time!
(Photo posts to come – internet’s been a bit intermittent and I’ve been much shorter of time than expected!)
