Archive for December, 2011

Crescent Moon

Wednesday, December 28th, 2011

Crescent Moon

I like watching the Moon. I meant to go out around lunchtime today to see if I could see it and forgot. It was tea time when I remembered. I opened the front door, and there it was! I didn’t even have to look for it.

I have a challenge with a friend to see who can see it first each month when it becomes visible a couple of days after the New Moon. As soon as I saw it, I sent him an email. I thought I had ‘won’ this time as I hadn’t heard from him that he’d seen it.

His reply pointed me to his blog where he has added a new page called ‘Moonspotting’. There he had logged seeing it nearly two hours before me!! Nevermind, I might win next month!

Persistance pays off

Tuesday, December 20th, 2011

For quite a while I’ve been entering a daily competition on a particular website. I do it at some time during the day when I open all the other sites, forums etc that I look at daily.

In the run up to Christmas, they also have an Advent calendar competition which is fun. There are some shelves filled with presents, and each day the right one is sparkling with stars. You log in, click on the beautifully wrapped gift, and then the ribbon undoes itself, the paper unwraps and there it is – empty! They say, ‘Sorry you haven’t won. Try again tomorrow’

But today was different! When the present unwrapped itself, there was something inside – I’d won!!

How exciting! An early Christmas present! I’ve won a selection of Belvoir fruit cordials. They sound delicious! I like cordials, especially in the summer. They’re lovely and refreshing. I’d noticed these before and thought how nice they looked but have never seen any in the shops. Now I’ll be able to try them!

I’m feeling Christmassy

Saturday, December 17th, 2011

This morning I got the bus into my local town. It was very cold, so I was dressed in my long coat, 2 scarves, a furry hat, two pairs of gloves – and my Christmas bauble earrings.

I was meeting a group of people to go Carol singing. I recognised them easily as most of them were wearing Christmas hats or tinsel.

Our first venue was at the Town Hall where a trader’s Christmas market was being held. The organiser had invited us to come along. We went up onto the stage, which seemed very high up, and sang quite a few carols including some special requests. It made me feel very Christmassy.

Then it was out into the cold where we sang in the street. Then on to some old people’s bungalows which was a bit of a walk, but worth it as people came out to listen.

By the time we had finished, my feet were like blocks of ice!

I’d had a quick look round the trader’s Christmas market and had seen some handmade heat packs that you heat in the microwave. These ones were different because they were filled with cherry stones instead of wheat. They can be washed, can be frozen and stay hot longer. I decided that my feet deserved one and I’m looking forward to trying it out.

Redundancy is a bit like a funeral

Saturday, December 10th, 2011

After 17 years of looking after the day to day running of a small Christian Bookshop, I’m being made redundant.

I have a variety of emotions about it. I won’t be sorry to say goodbye to the stress caused by my part time hours being cut in half to 16 hours a week 2 years ago, without any of the workload being cut.

I will miss the people I work with and the fun and joking in the office. I’ll miss the customers and the feeling of satisfaction when someone comes in wanting to buy something but hasn’t a clue what. With gentle questioning and my knowledge of what’s available, I can send them out of the shop happy with a parcel under their arm or an order waiting to come in.

I’ll miss seeing publisher’s reps and choosing the right product for our customers from what they show me.

I’ll miss putting new stock in to the shop and making it look attractive and inviting, and the excitement of seeing someone buy something that I’ve chosen, ordered, priced and displayed.

I’ll miss our designated customer service advisor from our main wholesaler who is so helpful and knowledgeable and always willing to share that knowledge, which has really helped me in my job.
Thank you Michael.

I’ll miss being part of a team who work well together and usually manage to achieve the impossible in the hours we have.

Oh yes, and I’ll miss having an income too!

So I’m sure that there will be a time of grieving for what I’m losing and I’ll have to readjust my life.

It suddenly struck me in the last few days that redundancy is like a funeral. All sorts of people at work, where we have lots of volunteers who work in the coffee house, and even people in the street who know me have stopped me. They say how sorry they are to hear that I’m leaving and then go on to say how much I’m appreciated and valued and tell me a little anecdote of how they remember my kindness or patience. It reminds me of my father’s funeral where people I didn’t know came up and told me little stories about him.

It’s lovely that people are telling me that they appreciate me and will miss me, but I wonder why they’ve waited 17 years to do it?