Watching nature take its course, from the top of a hill in northern England

Duvet Day


Joe and Darcy the cat enjoy a lie-in,

Duvet day 2-2

or as the Scots would call it, a long- lie.

I saw an advert for a job the other day, which stated

‘Flexible working conditions; including duvet days.’

I’d no idea such a thing could ever form part of someone’s contracted working conditions. I live such a sheltered life.


Author: uphilldowndale

Watching the rhythm of rural life, from the top of a hill in northern England. Having spent most of my life avoiding writing, I now need to do it! I am no domestic goddess, but if I were expecting visitors to my home, I would whisk round with the duster and plump up the cushions and generally make the place look presentable. I hope that by putting my words where others may see them it will encourage me to ‘tidy up and push the Hoover around’ my writing. On the other hand I may just be adding to the compost heap. Only time will tell! Pull up a chair, sit yourself down, I’ll put the kettle on.

18 thoughts on “Duvet Day

  1. Very cozy, indeed! What a fascinating working condition ~ bet it doesn’t include sleeping on the job, though 😉

  2. The link for duvet day said it was common in the USA, but I’ve never heard of it. Lovely phrase, but I doubt it finds much acceptance here. Personal Days for appointments and such are sometimes available, but I know of no employer who would tolerate, “oooh, I just don’t feel like getting out of bed today….” Not in this economy! Do you remember what kind of job it was in the listing?

    • I’ve never worked for anyone who would think such a thing was acceptable and in my time as an employer I would have been horrified at such a concept (that said, one of my staff who lived on the family farm kept some holidays for ‘snow days’ when she couldn’t get to work, and ‘hay days’ when she helped with the harvest but not just ‘I don’t fancy going to work today.’ To be honest, I didn’t read all the job description, I just thought it wasn’t likely to fit with my take on a work ethic.
      I must admit I was surprised to see the phrase linked to the USA, as I’ve always thought your working conditions and holiday allowances were less generous than the UK.

      • I’d doubt the phrase itself is common in the US; the word “duvet” doesn’t seem to be in such common usage here.

        The closest thing I can think of that matches the description in the Wikipedia entry is being given personal/annual leave. I don’t know very many people who use personal leave because they just don’t feel like going in, though, which seems to be the concept behind duvet days. Most people who get that type of leave seem to pool it for vacations, religious events, or other special occasions. Or if they get really sick and go through all their sick leave they would probably use whatever annual leave they had accrued to allow them to continue to receive pay while seeking treatment or convalescing. I can’t imagine that just deciding not to show up a day would not be viewed kindly by very many employers, even if a particular leave policy allowed for it.

        But good on whoever gets the job, hopefully they’ll have fun with it.

      • “would be viewed kindly”, rather

  3. Darcy the cat is the spit of Sparky, our cat of some years ago. Just like Sparky, Darcy knows when a duvet day is on the cards. I believe, at least this side of the pond, duvet days are for civil servants, like my son, who can ring into work and ask for a duvet day? Some perk, eh?

  4. I’m guessing that Darcy, despite the name is female, as tortoiseshell cats almost inevitably are.

    My previous cat was a tortoiseshell and she was a big influence on my life. She was very small, often bad-tempered, but very intelligent, and she could wrap me round her little finger. She made me the animal lover I am today.

    She understood a large number of words and phrases in both English and French (understood in the sense of responding appropriately when they were uttered) and she thought prawns were descended from heaven.

    Everyone needs a tortoiseshell in their lives at least once.

  5. My Sunday long-lie was ruined this morning by our own version of Darcy – our little black moggy just doesn’t understand that on a Sunday, I don’t get up at 5:30am. Despite making sure she has enough food from the night before (although she isn’t exactly living on the edge of starvation, you know?) she has developed the habit of sitting on my hand, purring loudly at me, until I move. I made it to 7:45 this morning, something of a victory. She’s very good at rousting the girls, as well.

  6. I would love a duvet day. 🙂

  7. We had a cat like that, and I’m told that I snored and she purred in perfect harmony! xx

  8. I have never in my life heard anyone say they were planning to take a “duvet day” in the sense of a day off. Occasionally someone says “I’m giong to take a mental health day” when they mean they’re going to call in sick when they aren’t sick at all, but simply in need of time away from the job. I haven’t even heard that in a long time. Of course, I don’t get out much. Who knows what people are saying? But let me tell you, no one is blowing off work days. No indeed. Except, of course, for insurance company executives and Members of Congress.

  9. I’ve not heard the term either. I do know of some jobs where you have the option of working from home x number of days per week. In my job, I work from home all the time. Even so, it was a tough commute from my bedroom to my office this morning. I could have done with a lie-in — like till about noon!

    I am graced by the presence of three cats, which can make snuggling problematic when there is a difference of opinion as to who gets to sleep where — usually happens just when I’m about to doze off! I sleep on my side a lot, and my little grey girl Stormie loves to snuggle against my tummy or into the small of my back– but she has to dig herself a nice little “hole” first — I’ll be half asleep in the dark when I’ll feel this frantic digging on the bedclothes, a moment of stillness while she makes sure no one is looking, then she plops down with a contented sigh and settles in.

  10. Back when I both commuted and worked flexi time (and usually ran a big surplus of flexi) I used to have to take the occasional ‘Silverlink day’ when I’d been waiting at the train station for two hours and still seen no train I could squeeze onto.

  11. We used to have a cat who would rock back and forwards on top of a precariously placed old TV set in the bedroom. She KNEW that this would make us get up to her because we were concerned that the TV would fall over and smash, and harm her.

    She was quite old and ruled the dog with an iron paw.

    When I tried to sleep after a night shift, she would come and sit on my head! Sadly, she is no more, Sleeping after night shifts is never the same again.

    • Cats and shift work would only ever mesh if you were to adopt the cats shift pattern. Sympathies, my father worked shifts, he was grumpy the week before nights, throughout the week of nights and the following week, by which time you were just about back at the start of it all again. Maybe he was just grumpy
      I was thinking of you and the problems you face in policing a rural area, when I read this morning that local police are looking for two blue faced Leicester rams, that have been stolen, they’ve issued a description of the sheep, aside from having yellow ear tags,

      ‘They are white/grey faced, with tight curly fleece, a short tail, no horns.’

      Well that narrows the field down then.

  12. That could almost describe the Cowboy.

  13. Thanks for teaching me about Duvet Days – the greatest thing since sliced bread. I’ve been telling everyone at work about it, saying it’s about time we institute a duvet day policy (they don’t all agree).

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