Morph and Rolph Harris, with a pencil
I made it through the first day in the office and people were lovely. In the morning, I was fairly certain that I wasn't up to going to the Christmas party, but after lunch with a couple of my colleagues and my mounting curiosity of how Tate Britain was going to be turned into a party venue, I decided to join in the fun. I didn't have a fancy dress outfit, but I guessed that my desk buddy, who was brilliantly dressed as Morph, would have a clear shot at winning. He did indeed win the contest - yay!
En route to the Christmas party, I chatted to a lady who works in my office, but who I hadn't known anything about. It soon became clear that she'd worked at the same companies that I had and, in one company, had even worked at my desk as soon as I had left it. It's a small, small world that I work in. At the party, I was mainly chatting to folk who I spent my last Christmas party with at another company - we've all left and found jobs in different departments at this large company.
The Tate Britain was a great venue with amazing lighting. I was amazed that we were allowed to visit the Turner Prize. I was impressed by the whale by Lacy Skaer, but I admit that I wasn't overwhelmed by any of it. Nice to see it, though.
I caught the train home with a few folk who live nearby and my glasses were hijacked by some Marilyn Manson fans for an impromptu photoshoot. I'm glad my glasses were worthy of such hilarity!
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