I'd rather be a fish
Had one of our so called team days at work today which meant a trip across to our sister day centre where these poor fish are ensconced.
Really miserable day. Began with a talk on a specific terminal illness which left us all feeling pretty wretched but pleased to have our health, then a talk in the afternoon by a man from the council which was depressing for other reasons. Glad to be home!
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