Fizzled Out Friday

The week reaches its predictable end, but it has been a fairly productive one on the work front. I have new locums starting next week and I feel like a general moving my therapeutic troops around on a big map of the mind. An easy drive to Dunstable this morning, helped by it being half-term in Northamptonshire. But by mid-afternoon back in Bedford, I felt my energy and enthusiasm begin to fizzle out. A pile of work needing my attention, I symbolically tickled the surface and in a very determined way made a list of what I need to do next week. Firstly, to add this list to the one I prepared at the end of last week.

With wishes for a lovely weekend to all.

Composure and Composition

The day began with clearing the snow from my car which I didn't clear yesterday, but now it was frozen on. At least I didn't have the walk to the station and instead gave my arms some exercise with the scraper.

I was interviewing for locum staff today, so hurriedly had to compose some suitably penetrating questions. I was unable to make any links with the sudden retirement of the Pope, although some might have seen my post in another place yesterday which wondered why I have to give three months notice while the pope gave less than a month's notice. Maybe psychologists are harder to replace. Keep an eye open for my next enpsychlical - sorry to recycle this one!

Composition was the main theme in camera class tonight - how to turn a snapshot into a crackshot. It is about the rule of thirds ("third time lucky"), golden means, lines, curves, corners, echoes, patterns and textures. I begin to get the picture.