|Yes it's everyone's faveourite pic, |
me kissing a packaged piglet.
And yes it is real....but dead...
its guts are hanging out and
Ok so first things first. I got an email today back from that company that I had a phone interview with and they've asked me to have a second interview at their HQ in Oxford next week. All good stuff...except the dressing up bit. I suck at actually having to look really presentable. I dont do smart...in terms of dress anyway. But I've always been told to make a good first impression, so I think I'll do my Tony Blair impersonation to begin with. Bound to go down a treat. Speaking of dressing nice...I dont care what the hell Kate Middleton's going to wear to her wedding, as long as she doesnt leave Billy boy standing at the altar then thats all I care about...infact im not sure I even care that much about that either. I just want the bank holiday.
It's Red Nose Day! The telethon is already on and I hope you've donated. If not then either do so or get a bundle of cash, and rig some sort of king size ruler to fling the bundle towards Africa, if it doesn't reach then I'm sure some happy tramp will pick it up and take it to Africa for you...after expenses. Giving money away to help others is aways good, like paying taxes, or putting into a Northern Rock bank account...which nowadays is technically the same as paying taxes...controversial.
So there we go my dear Bloggies. Read over and over until your hearts content. Feel free to browse the archive too if you want a refresh on what I've been doing.
Until next time, like an anti-semite in an auction house, i bid you adieu.
(Me and Lara in Hurn last year)