Last days and Lamingtons

Tuesday 31 March was my last day at work, and I really thought that with such a major event, I would want to right down lots here. But I don't.

It all just feels very strange. It doesn't actually feel like I have really left either. This might be because the leaving do's don't finish until next week, or equally it might be because I know I have to pop in again to finish some last minute tidying up.

People keep asking if I am excited, and yes I am - excited at the new adventure, but also at the same time sad to be leaving so many good friends behind, and very nervous of what the future holds. People have also said 'lucky you' to be escaping - and on the bad days when the computer is playing up and nothing goes right, then I have thought 'yes, lucky me', but in a job I enjoyed, with people I enjoyed working with, I have also thought 'what the hell am I doing...'.

And people have been so kind - emails and cards and presents. People I haven't expected to taking the time to pop by to say goodbye and good luck and we'll miss you.

Yet still it all feels strange. It feels like I am sort of detached from it all - but maybe this is just a self-preservation thing holding the tears at bay.

However, whatever, on my last day I decided to invite colleagues for tea and Lamingtons, and finally, finally, after threatening to for months, actually got around to making my first batch of Lamingtons. I wasn't impressed to start with, and ended up making all sorts of other things in case they were awful, but in the end they turned out just fine, and I haven't heard yet that anyone has been a casualty of my decidedly dodgy baking skills.

And just to prove it, here they are!

Yours, feeling a bit odd (but nothing to do with the baking!),

Cheryl xx