I accepted my flowers, ate my cake and made my speech. I gave my Hawks team photo to Shaun and my Leunig calendar to Andy. I saved a few files, cleared out my desk and left.
Only problem is I don’t really have a position to come back to – not for long anyway thanks to the vile Baillieu government. Instead of spending our tax dollars on education, Big Ted is spending it on smoking out the pumas, panthers, cougars and jaguars on the lam in Gippsland. And so lovely leafy Lilydale Campus is closing.
With a view of a Wilson’s car park at home, I get my greening at work. The undulating lawns, the avenue of Manchurian pears, the abundant wattles, the lake, the parrots, the ducks, the bunnies, the occasional fox.
