Minnie’s Musings

So after several days of revising until the small hours , catching calls from the DWP and watching England with one eye while stitching my embroidery with the other, I can report the following:

Business models are all pervasive. I just mentioned a thing called the Balance Score Card to my Best Beloved and he went off on one, with quite alarming ferocity.
I don’t want to jinx it before the certificate comes through but the computer says I have passed my Foundation level exam. Hurrah! And phew!!!!!

The man from the DWP has transformed himself from public enemy number one (PENO) into my new favourite person cos he was really very patient with me and explained things so clearly. His boss may still be a candidate for PENO status if he isn’t so nice so watch this space.

I think I came close to snapping a vocal cord watching last night’s game. But I have a new theory of how the final needs to play out… England play like rank amateurs through the first half and go at least a goal behind. Serena (Athena incarnate as I like to think of her) brings in that novice player who has the confidence of youth and the height to see over the top of Italian defenders, and gives the old guard the kick up the backside they need. Purchasing my lozenges in anticipation.

Please do not feel the need to point out that you cannot stitch with an eye. You know perfectly well what I mean.