When I first started work (no jokes about horse drawn carriages please), we took holidays, and days off from work. Looking forward to a holiday, or a day off excited me then, it still does now (the picture above is of Carole and Keira enjoying a bit of shopping in Nice last summer). Over time this horribly robotic term of Annual Leave crept in to the workplace dialogue, yet another clunky cog in the lexicon of dehumanisation. Holiday sounds fun, Annual Leave sounds empty, soulless and completely unfulfilling. I don’t know where it comes from but I wish Annual Leave would sod off back there.
I’m taking a day off today to go and watch Keira’s school sports day. Later this year I’ll be taking some holiday with the family.
Annual Leave? Leave me alone!