Beverrrleh

That's my Yorkshire accent for 'Beverley'...man, the Yorkshire puddings up here are magnificent. Sorry Mum, but they might just shade yours a little - and they are massive!

Was supposed to start work today, but Councils being bureaucracies need to pass all the paperwork first. Hence I start tomorrow after my medical clearance form is through. Everyone seems nice enough. Big, open plan offices though - even the head honcho's share space with the plebs. No pool cars so I need to sort out a vehicle. Am still going to go with a Combi or the van/station wagon deal I think.

Was quite nervous and excited at the same time last night and so had a crap sleep. Don't really fell comfortable at the hotel either as it seems to flash for me. But it's a pretending flash, chain hotel - like the Quality. Everything appears as though it should be much better than it is. But i'm not paying, so...what would you do?

Might have a flat by tomorrow too if things go swimmingly down by the Beverley Beck...

Comments

Anonymous said…
Gotta get a mini man, real cool looking and don't look too empty when you are on your own ;-)

Seen Geoff Boycott yet?
Anonymous said…
hey bro, sounds like there is the potential to turn into a fat bastard with all those yorkshire puds! maybe you'll have to take to running on the moors ...
good luck with the job - bruce gardner sends his regards - he thought i was your little sister (damn moisturiser!) and that i had just left university...will have to stop covering my wrinkles and grey hair.
take care
xx

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