Packing up

So it’s my last day in Russia. Tomorrow we fly back to Britain into the current chaos that is engulfing its airports. It will be nothing if not an experience.

Three weeks in Siberia sounds, to the ordinary Englishman at least, like some punishment Stalin would bestow on an enemy of the people. But Southern Siberia is not the tundra of the north, not at all. During the long summers Siberia bursts into life. The soil, having been frozen during the winter months, gasps and explodes into every colour of flora you would think possible. The sun has been kind but never relentless (as it was two years ago), and the infrequent rains did not dampen our spirits.

I suppose I should return to England rejuvenated and ready to thrust myself back into the world of work, but now more than ever, I know that the world of business is not, and never has been, for me. I need to write. I need to communicate and earn a crust doing what I love. So in the short term I will be making a few changes, including putting advertising on tygerland.net, and I will also be badgering a few editors for some commissions. If readers come across something they think may be of interest in this endeavour, please drop me an email at aaronsheath[at]gmail.com *

I suspect my employment (as an accountant) may be terminated very soon. We are going through a large merger and there has been a significant reduction in operating capacity. I expect that the administrative and management compliment will also be substantially trimmed. I could certainly do with continued employment for at least the next twelve months, but everything in the end, happens for the best.

Wish me luck getting through Moscow and Gatwick tomorrow, I have plans tomorrow night that may well have to be cancelled. Never mind, the world still turns.

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