Secondment to none
One week in and it feels like I've never been away. I keep getting those "they never get away" looks. Barney, the Big Gay Bear, keeps calling me from Bolton demanding a refund of his 'whip round' money from when I left.
People are curious... The girl with Kaleidoscope eyes keeps asking me about it.
"I've been on a sabbatical," I keep saying, not really knowing what one is, hoping she'd go away.
"Did you go travelling?"
Does a weekend in Morecambe count?
She continued, "I had a 'gap year'."
"Really?," I replied, "what did you do?"
"Worked in Gap and took too many drugs."
Now, why didn't I think of that?