The waiting game...

Well, I am now home, and it is very tranquil and quiet and lovely. Things appear to have changed very little here.

This morning I walked down to town on a mission to get a holiday job. I popped in to two agencies both of whom seemed to suggest that there would eventually be a lot of work but not quite yet. I wait with baited breath (for a diagram of this, see Luke E) Anyway, I also popped into the Triangle (where I used to work in the golden years of yore), and all seems to be hunky doary, I even had a cup of tea with my old boss, which was excellent and, delightfully, it was also free. When I got home I sorted out my CV, and was delighted to discover that it seems to be reasonably respectable (although the employment history section is some what sparse..). I also filled in an application to work at the AQA offices (they always need students and, brilliantly, they are based down the road in guildford), mainly for the summer, but perhaps they might have something for this holiday too. I now play the waiting game, not a pleasant game when you are as poor as I am...

I have just been reading an excellent book called How to read the Bible for All its worth, and in particular a couple of chapters about the letters and how to read them contextually as well as with a view to applying them today. It was very interesting indeed.

The only other thing of significance today was that I got my eyes tested, and, as expected I can see considerably less than I could 2 years ago. this would explain a lot. It is alarming to think I am slowly turning into a mole. I shall have to improve my sense of smell. Incidentally the woman who checked my eyes is probably the same woman who does most of the listening tests I have ever done in my life. She had that incredibly eloquent, ut glass accent that these people tend to have...