It's Mary's last day at the farmstead and so far it's proving... no, I won't, I need to get a bit of perspective on this and the day is not yet over and may yet be capable of redemption.
The good news is that a lot of people have put in a lot of effort to give her a bit of a send-off and have personally wished her the best of luck, so she won't feel abandoned. And for all that she could be hard work to deal with as a manager she is a genuinely nice person so I'm sure people will keep in touch with her. And there's an evening leaving do for her in a couple of weeks' time. So that's all nice.
And even the bad news is the result of well-meaning utter wrong-headedness. Let's have sleeping dogs lie, eh?
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Something positive, hurrah; and now she's gone, the years under Mary's guidance will in hindsight quickly take on the glow of a golden age, you mark my words.
Oh...no...this is reading like a trailer for the car crash of a finale.
Sleeping dogs can't be left to lie after this build up..
Guessing one person will keep in touch---why on earth continue a relationship with somebody who is nice but hard to deal with?
Waiting for the results of the utter wrong-headedness.
Guessing "niceness" whether is being a genuinely nice person or having a nice evening do, cannot stand up to the steamroller of Helminthdale fate.
I am on tenterhooks waiting to know what actually happened.
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