I went to a photography exhibition and saw something that reminded me of work (and now, not the toilet part)
I stayed at the most gorgeous B&B with views (thanks Mum & Dad)
I saw rainbows
I saw people who really needed help
and people who were happy to help
I have spent hours on the phone and talking face to face with people and verifying forms and filling documents and pushing with bureacracy and photocopying and photographing and driving and folding piles and international land deals and phone calls I should have made to embassies and small organisation machinations and impossible demands and wins and water and husky voice and rusted cars and mandarines and despair and delightful roses
... well, what can I say, it has been a week.
How was yours?