Dawn of a new freedom

Lorraine's last day with children at Bolney school. Apparently she ended her time on an outpouring of love for her, and her office is an Aladdin's cave of presents and tributes, and at lunchtime she got to watch a video that Beth had helped the school put together, with children sending her love over the soundtrack of Colors, by Black Pumas, which is a song she loves. She arrived home with plants in pots and bunches of flowers, feeling tired but happy. 

She did amazingly well, considering she has felt queasy for much of the week. I had wondered if this was due to all the excitement and nerves of her final couple of days, but today I felt distinctly nauseous too.  

For work, Keith and I were asked take our elegant fresh concept which everyone loved, and spend the day removing anything that was good about it till it became utterly generic. A bit more work tomorrow needed on this.  

Sam and I were discussing helping Lorraine to celebrate tonight, but Lorraine drained by the day, and both of us feeling queasy, wanting the blandest food possible. Still there was much happiness, and it was lovely to see Lorraine having little realisations about the dawn of a new freedom.