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Dreadful Nonsense

"I've read your blog. it's really funny. you should write a column." - Jon Ronson

In what turned out to be a more traumatic experience than I first envisaged it would be, I officially handed in my notice at work last Friday. Susan talked me through the writing of my resignation letter – since then I’ve discovered this site which would have saved us both the bother. It does include some brilliant and real resignation letters, which made me giggle. But then, I’ve found that everything in the world is currently making me giggle, in the light of the fact that in four weeks time I will have no job and no prospects. Like the white trailor trash I secretly yearn to be.

Plans are afoot for my next trip to London – which is to be this weekend, thanks in equal part to GNER’s poor safety record, and Osama Bin Laden’s work, which has made people frightened of travelling to London. The tickets are cheaper, and who are we to turn down a good offer? So I shall be off down to the bright lights of London town, to seek my fortune once more. We’re still putting the finishing touches to our schedule (i.e. waiting for lazy arses to get back to us), but our biggest plans involve going cruising in the Lounge Mobile, fishing for boys.

(Susan’s borrowing her Mum’s car for the weekend)

And today I went to see the Harry Potter film. Much, much, much more about that tomorrow, but for now I will say: It was utterly perfect. I actually cried.

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