Truth be told I'm feeling a bit knackered and more than a bit down. It's not the nonsense with T.Aldous that's getting me down really, that's all very sad but at some stage he's going to let go and get on with the rest of his life. It's the others that bother me: I really don't think they realise, or want to realise, how vulnerable they and this service really are. Some of them are living in a cloud cuckoo land, imaging they can carry on with a 1960s delivery model on the grounds that they are librarians and have the protection of the 1964 Library Act. And some of the others are just too damned ignorant to realise the effects of their actions and inactions. And I'm not sure that I care enough to try and manoeuvre people into situations where they will be playing to their strengths. Besides, who died and made me God?
In my other self I've been writing a blog about library developments. It's got links to stuff I think are useful and/or interesting and commentaries on pieces of work I'm doing, all the type of stuff you'd expect from "a professional blog." I've been telling myself it's a way of keeping tabs with the various strands of work going on at the moment and making notes for future reference, and perhaps something for me to use as a "look, I can do stuff!" flag for future employment. Thinking about it, though, I can't help suspecting it's really just an effort to put enough positive spin onto my work to persuade me it's worth getting up out of bed and getting out to the office.