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Work is an activity

At work they are fond of saying "work is an activity not a location". Well taking this mantra on for fact we embarked on a trip early with me working on my laptop in the car. Mobile broadband and smartphones are wonderous thing but after sending about my 100th email for the day and answering yet another phone call I looked out the window and realised that hundreds of kilometres of beautiful countryside had rolled by.  I slammed my laptop shut ... I would finish my day's work in the evening.

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  1. JulieDecember 20, 2011 at 8:18 AM

    Look at the height of that pasture! There are parts along the north coast rail line where cows have neither legs nor bellies!

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  2. MarkDecember 20, 2011 at 8:26 AM

    Good idea.

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  3. MartinaDecember 24, 2011 at 7:19 AM

    Must be a paradise for cows, ;-)

    The photo is a nice contrast to your words about work.

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  4. HighpotechDecember 29, 2011 at 11:04 PM

    beautiful picture

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