tamarillow

So for much of this year, having expressed an interest in learning more about cataloguing to my manager, I have been working 4 hours a week with the cataloguing team. This means that I was invited to the team Christmas lunch. It was potluck and held at the home of the manager, who has a wood fired pizza oven. Much deliciousness followed. Also present were the managers partner and small female child. The following conversation happened this afternoon:

Librarian: Those are nice wings that you are wearing, [small female child], are they fairy wings?
Small female child: No! [tone of OBVIOUSLY] They're bat wings.

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And then I ate more, and drank a beer, and lay in the sun for a couple of hours, and then went back to work to my usual team and tried very hard not to nap for the rest of my day.