When the going gets tough, the tough......

.....play mini-golf!!

We're doing the re-org thing at work and my team were the messengers of the good, the bad and the ugly news. So, today was a Class 1 tough day with lots of snot, tears, wailing, gnashing of teeth and a few pretty pleased people in the mix.

As the day progressed you could see that my guys were getting worn down by the emotion of every meeting. By 5.30pm, most of the shouting was over and as we sat chewing over the fat of the day, KM declared he'd had enough and was going for a game of golf.....

I'll be pleased if we don't have too many days like today again