Pickle was made redundant yesterday…this is a big worry financially, but such a weight off in so many other ways. His old boss, Mr Meanie, didn’t even get him a card or a bottle of wine after working for him for five years. I was expecting this, although had hoped he would prove me wrong. In anticipation of such miserly thoughtlessness I decided to throw my wonderful Pickle a not-sorry-you’re-leaving do for just the two of us…
Pickle is officially the first man I have ever bought flowers for. Me and Ms Moz got him pretty cards and Moo-Pa helped to cut out the paper hearts.
A couple of bottles of wine, a big lump of Rock Star soap from Lush and a chocolate P45 were his leaving treats
And of course no do could possibly be complete without cheese twists and other salty snacks….
Pickle, I’m so glad you have left. Bright and shiny times await x