Easter 2024

Low-key forgot the clocks did their thing last night so when I woke up at 9am my shock got the better of me. Gingerly I arose and went down for breakfast, absolved by my family reminding me of Daylight savings. A hot cross bun and a croissant slathered in homemade marmalade kept me going until Dad's roast dinner. Leg of lamb, roast potatoes and a side of cabbage + bacon. Real good stuff, probably one of the best Dad has done in a while in fact.

Louis and I drove back to Bristol a little bit later and I was invited to join Rebecca and her parents out for a drink. I never thought I'd be the kind of person at a pub on the evening of Easter Sunday, but I got a chance to mingle with exactly that type at The King William for a swift pint of stout. It was certifiably quiet in there, minus a few oddballs like us, but it was charming enough. I have a mountain of chocolate to get through, but that what Bank Holiday Monday is for!

Muddy Muscles

My legs were as stiff as tree trunks once I got up this morning. I clearly overexerted myself playing Padel yesterday and now I'm paying the price... Especially once it was decided that we would take a big walk along the muddy bridlepaths of Newbury. It was actually really pleasant doing leaps of faith over vast puddles was torturous.

I started falling asleep on the sofa earlier so I took it upon myself to do something useful so I helped Dad cook dinner. With the help of a trusty recipe, I was charged with making a tomato and okra side dish. I'd never really done anything like that before but I was incredibly willing to give it a go. Turned out great, but then again I'll never turn down any excuse to eat tomatoes.

Padel

Though I wasn't at work today, that didn't stop me from seeing my colleagues. A few of us met up for a game of Padel, the lastest racket sport sensation. Most of us were first timers but after knocking the ball around a bit things quickly became competitive. Because the nature of the game operates on some different rules to badminton or tennis it took a little while to unwire my brain - I only really got the knack of it 5 minutes until our session was over.

My time out the house meant Rebecca could prepare a small egg hunt around the house for me which was very sweet. I usually do the honours of setting one up for her, so it was a little strange being the seeker for once. After the eggs were sourced and scoffed I packed for heading home to Newbury. Louis and I got there without traffic and got to hang out with our parents. Quite nice to enjoy each other's company without the hoo-haa of Christmas, it's just easy breezy.

4 Day Stretch

A little bit more running around today to fit everything in before the Easter Weekend. 4 day weeks are meant to be the way forward for many office jobs but in the TV industry it's one less day to get everything done by. My team were certainly feeling the pinch more than me so I did my best to support them as I could. I was handed over one very nice job to call up a prospective job applicant for an internal role to tell them they got the job. It sounds like one of their first big gigs so hopefully this is a big deal for them. I'm just tired and jaded though and can't wait to languish in the long weekend. I can't remember the last time I got all 4 days of Easter off, I gotta make the most of it.

Happy Hamper

 A lot of my jobs self evaporated over the course of the morning. That freed me up to compile a hamper for our director, a task I took great pride in. I headed to North Street and popped intoy favourite shops to gather the very best 'made in Bristol' stuffs. With a near blank check I bought chocolates, fancy toiletries and boutique snacks then arranged them in a wicker basket with straw. By the time I was done, I wished I was the one getting a hamper!

70%'ing

Doing my darndest to treat my workload like a big conveyor belt. Tick off jobs so new ones come in. But so far I feel like I'm 70%'ing most of my tasks as I'm forever waiting on final greenlights from my higher ups. We're all super busy at the moment so I hate chasing people up on stuff, with any luck it'll start to peeter down a smidge so we can regroup and refocus. Coming back home to Rebecca and the cat is nice though, it helps remind me why we put ourselves through the ringer for 10 hours each day.

Automatic Brownies

My latest hire car got dropped off first thing - a hybrid mini SUV which is perhaps a little too big to park on our street. It's an automatic too which always takes some time to rewire my brain to recall how it works. Luckily I got plenty of practice going to and fro to the train station to pick up members of our team. Just a day with the car and I'm bedded in nicely with it. 

I baked some brownies for my colleagues as well which went down even better than I had expected. And that's saying something because we got sample platters of catering style food for lunch and my brownies still came out on top. I just hope there's some left tomorrow now...