It’s the little things that count, right?
Meet my notice board. It’s a very old notice board and I could really do with another, but for as long as this one still works, it’s my notice board. For the past 5 years this has either been hidden behind a wardrobe or propped up on my desk.
On Monday, at last, I got it up on the wall. It’s one thing less on my desk and now I have a proper place to pin things. All I need are some nice postcards and some happy, jokey stuff to cheer it up.
I didn’t do a very good job, actually. The board is so old the cork has gone soft and is falling apart around where the screws hold it in the wall. I could do with some longer screws and some washers to stop the screw heads digging in the cork.
And then there’s the wall behind, which is now very well hidden. The plaster is so old and crumbly (it’s black dust) that the 2 holes just kept getting bigger and bigger, but they weren’t quite deep enough for the teeny tiny wall plugs. Or not on the first few attempts at any rate …
BUT … it’s up there now, it’s sturdy enough so long as I don’t swing from it, and I can see 2 of the most important things in my working life: a calendar (I LOVE diary work) and a to-do list for each month. (You lot saw those yesterday.)