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The BBQ

Yesterday afternoon we had a rare work social event: a barbeque down by the river. It was lovely to spend a rare few moments catching up on colleagues' back-stories: their holidays in the sun, their motor racing ambitions.

It was also a good opportunity to catch the mood of the people I work with.

Those attending roughly split into two camps. The contractors were all talking their end-of-contract dates; permies like me were openly discussing the '2005 Leavers' scheme.

This morning I see I'm not the only one dreaming of a fresh start.

I suspect if I applied I'd be turned down. There have been plenty of VR schemes before, but this time the invitation is still sitting in my inbox, daring me to dream.