Well, blow me down. Agnes resigned today!
A friend of Onions has offered her a job as a hostess in a private art gallery. I want that job. As she’s only casual here, she didn’t have to give any notice, so she rang Stuart this morning and told him about it. He said she sounded really excited. To make matters worse, Stuart is annoyed with me, as I recommended her, and she’s now become trained and useful. In fact, it’s going to be difficult getting along without her.
Stuart said she said to say hello to me, and left her mobile number, which I already had, and her private email address. Didn’t know she had one of them.
Stuart said he should have seen it coming, as history is always the best guide to the past. Sometimes he makes about as much sense as Pauline Hanson. Also, he seems to be coughing and sneezing more than is desirable.
Oh well, cycling is going well, although Pilates not so well. I haven’t been going.