Friday, 24 June 2011
It's one week now until I engage in my first legitimate holiday in years. Quick ten hour drive to the bottom right of France, through Switzerland and then back into France. To be followed by a week of mincing around on mountain bikes. I need above all things: waterproof shorts. Getting old is a bitch.
Friday, 17 June 2011
It's not funny, funny or in any way linked to funny but it is one year now since I graduated. I think a brief term report is due, to start with dealing only in absolutes, number and truths. And here they follow:
160GB iPod 89 GB free
9 bike tyres
One pink UK driving license
~£7000 to my name
A monthly charitable contribution of £10 to Care International
Maybe that much again spent on "ChariSnacks"
10mg Loratadine tablets found to near enough useless
x unread books. More than 12
No more than 15 days of holiday taken
Lots of CDs. Enough to alphabetise? Not quite
So in one year, one year which has moved by at a fairly remarkable pace, I think I've spent time maybe as well as I could have done. I've ridden more, slept more, read more and worked harder than before. All of these are good things and things that I should take forward with me into this next year. It does feel as though everything previously has finally ended now that the majority of my friends have been shoehorned out of higher education. Or further education, I'm never really sure which it is/was.
Looking back at my last post, written when I was working shifts in a factory, I was preparing for my first and only graduate interview. Bizarrely that lead to the turn of events that have probably moved things in the most favourable direction. It must have come almost a month after my interview, when I was sure nothing had come of it, the news I in fact was being offered a job. This came a day after being interviewed in the loosest sense of the word for a position I currently slouch into every (week) day at 8:30. This has been wholly good news, for one thing, the improvement in my podiatric health has been a wonder.