Well....

Interview went oki but I am not sure if I want it. I am still holding out for the one in South Shields that I probably wont get...

My poor darling Charlie had a trauma on her way home from Charlie Day. Stalked on the train by random man who wanted to know how many husbands she had*.

Seriously, who asks that sort of question as a chat up line? Mind you, my favourite compliment I have ever received is "You're Fucking Brilliant" which I got from drunken squadie I was fist fighting/ pulling... so each to their own. If I ever meet him again (or remember his name) I might keep him...

Oki. I'm off to look for more jobs. Wish me more luck than I have had so far.



* I'm sure Dave (her husband) will hope the answer is still one...