Teamwork

After seemingly successfully convincing the Assistant Director that our team actually knows it's stuff re transport, at our team meeting (and in my role as chairman, it was me that got to crack the funnies (mostly: the one about the Asst Director's (possibly mythically) high salary was made by my esteemed colleague M (which actually gave me an opening to remind the AD, that M needed a big payrise this April, if he is to continue winning 400K bids for cycle ways)).
No sooner than that had finished, I was whisked away for a team photoshoot for the Council's internal rag err sorry, great corporate news bulletin which my lovely partner produces
Notwithstanding that Pete the photo was late (2nd cock up photo shoot of the morning by all accounts hahaha Pete!), here is my lovely team (and our patient, borrowed bus), for which I bear responsibility, shared intermittently with the old geezer on the right. I was instructed to show my best side ("He'd better turn around then". I'll get you for that, matey).
Apparently the adverts to replace the boss and the colleague may go out soon. Only been 3 months since they left. No point me applying: when the boss left, the colleague (who has also left) was asked if she would like the boss's job. I wasn't asked, but am expected to do it anyway, in the absence of anyone else. I don't know how that works, but I don't think it works in a good way, as far as I am concerned.