The start

This has got to be quick.

I arrived in London on Sunday. I have two male flatmates. One who had a massive hangover this morning as he just finished his accountancy exams last night so went on a huge bender. The flat is really nice and close to the tube.

Work is ok. I've met loads of really cool, like-minded people so I think I will like the charity sector. The work itself is really easy though I'm often in dingy, cold churches. Not cool. Yesterday I had to wear a sandwich board which was huge. When I was standing it was the same height as me. Oh well, can say I've done it.

Today I had an interview with another charity and had to write a letter asking for home help. Not too confident as my letter was a bit crap. Finally sent off my second stage application form for the fundraising training scheme. Lots of thanks and kisses to all of you in the pub who helped the other night.

Right, off to do an hour of work before a weekend of debauchery, skating at Somerset House and sleep!