You might recall that last week I mentioned that my new job wasn't exactly rockin' my world. Well, after some thought, I gave my notice in on Thursday. A brief discussion followed and it was mutually agreed that instead of my working the statutory one month's notice (seemed a little pointless as I'd only worked there for 10 days) I would depart from their shores at 1pm the next day. But, and you've gotta respect this, as it was a long weekend/bank holiday I still got holiday pay for today (Monday)!
So now I am all unemployed again. Though I have been informed that there is someone teaching history over here at tertiary level who not only is merely educated to BA level (unlike me with my mighty MA), but whose degree is from Reading! God, they should be falling over themselves to employ me...I am also thinking of trying my hand at writing, perhaps I should expand the blog into a book? Or perhaps simply I should try to find someone fool enough to pay me to write articles - I mean Julie Burchill manages to make money out of it, how hard can it be? One interesting issue that has arisen is that, as we are training Gertie to be cool about being at home on her own all day, I will have to spend a few days hiding in the house and pretending that I am not here. Good excuse to lock myself upstairs slaving over a hot keyboard.
We are still waiting to find out if our cable company are prepared to pay for the pavement outside our house to be dug up and let us have broadband/cable tv etc, so you'll just have to wait for photos. If you're lucky that will give me to get a bit of a tan and lose the belly, so I'll look all foxy.
Other news. Jo is enjoying work, bonus! Amy is furiously rehearsing for a play - this would not normally inspire a reference, but she's been bringing home a lot of very nice "excess" food from work, so I thought an honourable mention was in order. We are planning our 1st BBQ next week, low key 'cos we now have a puppy to train (real reason = we don't know many people yet) & because it's halloween I've invested in a pair of inflatable batwings to wear from the $2 shop. They are very cool, though could inhibit my BBQing with their potential for going bang if they get too close to a naked flame. I'll keep you updated.
Au revoir for now! Oh, and Mrs Clarke is winning the phone call competition, though she really needs to find a cheapo calling centre online so she can phone for 1p a minute. Or sign up for Skype and get free broadband calls.
S
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