Hmmm so what has been occupying my time of late? A few key topics ( Read more... )

The end is in sight for ma boudoir scheme - all the painting pretty much done (the iffy feature wall best viewed at night) and waiting for bits like the vintage (ie tatty) bedside table I bought on ebay etc ( Read more... )

So the last two 'limbo' weeks have been mighty odd; I seem to have either been in a state of high intoxication and lolling round town or the flat, or have been sat pertly at my desk and earning a few pennies to keep me ticking over till that first monthly paycheck arrives. And now suddenly it a new year and tomorrow I start my new job ( Read more... )

Things are most certainly on the up - at long last ( Read more... )

For the first time in I can't remember when my birthday hasn't reduced me to a weeping depressive wreck. In fact it's been completely fantastic - I think the fact I will be in full time employment as of January probably helps. The actual day was yesterday but I am fully treating today as an official extension. I'm off skating with the EMI posse ( Read more... )

Lots of interesting things happening. I have ANOTHER interview for previously mentioned job, with the editor this time and wonderfully timed for early o'clock on Monday morning - a time usually reserved for post-weekend sobbing and remorse. Ugh. Then this morning up popped an email all the way from Asia, from a creative director at the beeb who has ( Read more... )

So it's been the week that I knew I had to be on absolute best behaviour. It was ostensibly a five day job trial, for the position that I had been whisked onto the short list for a couple of weeks back, therefore I had a week of strutting my design 'stuff'. It went well I think, although it was quite a lonely few days as the art desk is situated ( Read more... )

Lesson learned today - don't go mincing into the Indian supermarket with Vanity 6 very audibly groaning 'I NEED SEVEN INCHES OR MORE' out of your headphones. They are not fans of the Ra ra in there (although are happy to take my cash, natch ( Read more... )

So there I am in the local sub post office (who on earth buys all those rubbish plastic toys they sell?) and I'm posting off a Tiffany tree bauble to maman to cheer her up. And I get completely coated by the 'post master' for stapling the envelope ( Read more... )

'I'm not the man you will marry but I'm the man who will introduce you to the one that you will'. Quite an odd statement non? And kind of captures the mood of this week just gone, which has been extraordinary even by my standards ( Read more... )