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Thursday, 18 November 2010

on reflection

I could be wrong about what upset her - I have felt that her behaviour has been a wee bit weird towards me on a few occasions before. Today I could tell she was annoyed at me - but I put it down to her being busy and stressed and me pestering her about things.
I'm only in my fourth week at work and already one of my co-workers has
complained about me. I'm totally mortified. It was basically a mis
interpretation of something I wrote in an e-mail.

She complained to my manager that I was just here and telling her how to
do her job - which isn't the same as mine. I understand totally why she
would be upset if this were the case. My job involves co-ordinating
projects of work but has nothing to do with managing people but as it's
a totally new post it's been a bit difficult for me to try to fit in.
Other people arn't always clear on what my role is in projects.

What i think is the problem - since she didn't come directly to me.

Basically i had been discussing sme stuff with my manager about methods
we can use to evalute the experiences of care and 'service user
participation' with people who have difficulty communicating or have
progressed dementia. I had been doing some research about it and come
across a particular method that we could use to observe and record
interactions and behaviour. my manager and I had agreed that the project
that the other worker (A) is also involved in would be a good project
to try it out on and that I would try it out to see if it was effective
before we suggest that other staff used it. A was unable to make the
project meeting where I first discussed this with workers so I had
e-mailled A with a note of this meeting saying that I would be
'observing' and I could show her an example of what I mean.


I can understand how she could have thought this was telling her how to
do her job - but it wasn't what I meant and if she had come to me I
could have addressed the misunderstanding. Fortunately, my manger knew
the background to this and although she had to raise it with me (of
course) did also see it as a mis -comunication.

Now I know I need to go and speak to A about it without making a huge
deal - I apologise for not making myself clear and expalin what I meant,
is the best plan I think. but I don't want to talk in front of others -
in a big open plan office neither so I want to have to arrange a meeting
when a quick chat is enough. and I am so embarrassed about it - I'm
still getting to know people here and A is no longer working on this
particular project - I don't know if that's for other reasons or because
she's refusing to work with me. I've really blotted my copy book here now.

Monday, 27 September 2010

Oh yeah,

and I just got offered a new job. I will start on 25th October as an Involvement Development Co-ordinator at the Advocacy Project.


It's a brand new post in a brand new team so no-one knows yet exactly what I will be doing. I'm really excited. I did have to take an earful from one of the tenants who is very annoyed at me for leaving. He's annoyed mostly that I didn't tell him that I had  applied for a job.

Walk like a Marrekshi

That's slowly and in single file, since you ask.


I have had this post sitting un-published since June. Waiting for me to get round to putting photos in.


 My, time really does fly. I cannot believe it's been almost a month since I came back from Marrakech.

It's a crazy, crazy city. We were staying in the beautiful and relaxing Riad Dar Najat.

A Riad is the best option for staying in Marrakesh as you can stay right in the heart of the Medina (old walled city) and as they are small you experience a much more personal service that you might in a larger hotel. Riad's are traditional Marrekshi homes but a lot seem to be tourist accommodation now.  From the exterior, you ca barely notice them. In Islam it is not allowed to make big displays of wealth so these larg homes are not very visible from the street.

 Dar najat has (I think) just six rooms, ours was small but perfectly formed with a MP3 speaker system which I think was a nice touch, though as music is played throughout the day at Dar Najat you don't really need your own. The rooms all open out onto a central courtyard. The courtyard is shaded and cool on the ground floor and the rooms on first where we
were also remained cool but the upper level terraces benefitted from the sun. The sun was hot in the middle of the day and a cool jacuzzi is there to help the overheated to cool down. The breakfast was fantastic and the evening meals were so good that after eating in the first night we didn't consider going else where on the other nights.


We visited the Palais Bahia which has beautiful gardens and interiors and Museum Dar Si Said. The interiors of this museum were stunning and the Moroccan arts and crafts inside were beautiful and interesting. We didn't know that the museum was there and were walking nearby when a shopkeeper said to us 'the museum is that way' and we asked if we should go and he said yes so we did and were glad that we did.  

We also took a taxi out to visit the stunning Jardin Majorelle. Jacques Majorelle is born in 1886 in Nancy (France). In 1919 he settles in Marrakech to continue his career of painter, where he acquires a ground which was going to become the Majorelle garden. Since 1947 he opens his garden's doors to the public. Following a car accident, he returns to france, where he dies in 1962. in 1980 Pierre BergĂ© and Yves Saint Laurent repurchase the garden and restore it. 

The gardens were an absolute work of art.  




Oh and we took a horse taxi back into town -touristy and tacky it was but fun. I look like I'm trying to be cool in this photo which has been pointed out is ridiculous on a horse taxi.




On our last day we did the best thing and visited Les Bains deMarrakech. A fantastic spa. We had a duo treatment. Hammam (steam room) - black soap scrub, ghassoul mud bath and a draining massage. There was also lounging around drinking mint tea. It was absolute heaven. My skin and mind have never felt so good.

Monday, 20 September 2010

Thursday, 2 September 2010

Tonight Ina and I decided that my gran is actually Marilyn Monroe as they have the same hair and have never been seen together. Mazza is not dead just masquarading. Gran just can't remember. Secondly we can already picture the screenplay to my summer 'three weddings and a funeral'