You know what's not fun?

No, not ladybird porn. I'm assuming that ladybird porn is fun... for the ladybirds.

What's not fun is staff photos.

Staff photos when you haven't been told that it's staff photo day so you're wearing your Environment Week shirt (oddly enough, because it's Environment Week and we always wear Environment Week shirts during Environment Week) instead of your uniform shirt.

Staff photos when you're wearing the wrong shirt and you're not feeling well to begin with.

Staff photos in the wrong shirt when you're not feeling well and have just spent the morning outside at the pond doing a program.

Staff photos in the wrong shirt when you're not feeling well, have the windblown programming look, and are made to stand in the front row like in EVERY FREAKING PHOTO IN YOUR LIFE BECAUSE YOU HAVE THE MISFORTUNE TO BE 5'2".

Happy? No. Wasn't really into being immortalised with the headachy dead-behind-the-eyes scatterbrained-windblown-witch look this year. In the wrong shirt.

Bugger.

Or whatever.

Amazing how typing this is sending me beyond caring.

Anyway, another year's photos over... or so I wish. Apparently the plan this year is to also take a series of photos with us doing stuff. What stuff? I don't know, but I'd assume work stuff. Which in my case either consists of yelling at small (or sometimes not so small) children or sitting at my desk typing.

Ought to be terribly exciting pictures, don't you think?

Kind of makes a person want to go back and look at the ladybird porn, you know.

And I think I will.