Well I do believe I may have a job. Cleaning (again, dear Lord…) for the Council. Should be fun.

There are, I’ve come to realise, few things more satisfying in my life than those occasions when I’m opbliged to make officialish phonecalls, and yet manage to hang up without feeling the need to swear.

This was one such call, which is nice & refreshing, especially since, if I had a fiver for every call I’ve had to start with “I’m sorry to bother you, but…” in the last couple of months, I’d probably not need a job at all…

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  1. On August 22, 2005 Scatman Dan says:


  2. On August 22, 2005 JTA says:

    Dunno yet. More information following the “informal interview” they’ve given me later!