Feels like ages, my darlings...

Right, got back to Cullompton this morning and am officially back on the jobhunt. So far, I've checked my emails, eaten - twice - and checked out everyone's blogs. I'm so efficient.

What's been going on? Well, I went to see the doctor and from my blood tests, they have found that I have swelling somewhere in my body. Next step is to find out where the swelling in.

I had an interview with Bloomberg which completely bombed. It was blatantly obvious I had no interest in finance whatsoever when in response to, 'Why do you want to work for Bloomberg?' I said, 'I like the atmosphere'. Oh dear.

Went to two careers fairs. Not much to report except I have a few more pens and somehow Paul blagged a free massage.

Had the pleasure of visiting Jamie and Eleanor up in Corby. They were excellent hosts and dutifuly fed and kept me lubricated / inebriated for four days. Incidentally, I would like to add that you should never trust Hilton when in comes to navigation. We went for a short walk through the woods and ended up:
walking through what looked like no-man's-land
walking through a random field with bemused horses,
through brambles,
around a golf course,
along an A road with lorries hurtling past at 60 mph,
back into a field,
over a barbed wire fence,
through more thickets and brambles
to end full circle back in the wee village of Weldon after a 10 mile hike. That lad never got his orienteering badge.

My travels culminated in lunch at Misato with Yuki-chan, Mary and Paul. Talks included setting up porn vending machines in the UK, opening up Virgin-off - much like hard off except with ex-virgins - selling used condoms in Britain and discussing the prospects of sleeping with Mary-chan if she had a sex change. Topical debate all over a nice plate of katsu curry.