September 2013 and I was being made redundant again. Sleep didn’t come easily. My brain wouldn’t shut up with what if’s, how’s and whys. After the news broke I went home trying to put a brave face on it and failing miserably. The dinner that was waiting for me when I got in went uneaten, I microwaved it then sat looking at it until it went cold. Continue reading The beginning of the end – first published 25 September 2013