My office is a 3 story building and for the last year or so I have inhabited a desk on the first floor. Well I say A desk, actually about 3 months ago I was moved about 3 rows and a large cupboard forward to make way for smoking cessation, now that was an interesting team, who have since moved onto the 3rd floor. I did say it was strange! The world of the UK primary care trust is an odd one, and they do say that hot desks are the new black or something so it should come as no surprise that I will shortly have to move my desk again. Meanwhile, today children’s services moved out and I was left there as one of three people in the whole large, open planned office and my other two colleagues were out. When I was stressed and in an ultra busy job, I craved silence, but this is still a new job, I am still making the work happen and lets face it everyone else in the whole world is taking a holiday! So from 12 midday I saw and spoke to no one in the office. I went out to the shops and bought myself some new books to read, and spoke to the assistant, other than that……..nothing.

Home, and hubby is doing a strange form of nights, more like afternoon and night times 4 so since I got home I have spoken to no one (as I said yesterday teen son is away in France). I know hubby will ring later, and it is lovely to get some time to yourself, but I think singing along to your ipod, while you power walk the fields of rural England as your only method of knowing if you can still speak is rather extreme. In the coming months when I can get no peace, when I am back in a busy office, when the work is piling up, when my family are wanting something from me at all times, remind me of today, the day I wasn’t sure I liked the silence!