I should stop complaining about Easter eggs being everywhere as the Twat has just right pointed out to me that Sunday just happens to be Easter. Where did the time go? I blame my calendar really as it’s confusing with today being the last day of March and therefore there are blank squares until I turn the page over and voilà! it’s suddenly Easter. Easter and still no job. Panic mode is setting in.
Todd came home last night with a friend as they both have to visit the Scout Camp where they will be cooking over Easter. Todd was also very proud to show off his new piercing in his ear. I’m not sure what you call that particular part of the ear, but he now has a stud on the bit of cartilage that covers the entrance to your ear. It looks daft, is covered by his hair and the Twat referred to Todd as looking as if he’s banged a nail into his head. He’s not far off. I simply told the boy not to show his father which should be fairly easy as he and PHT are off to Costa Rica for two weeks tomorrow.
If I still don’t have a job by 11 April I shall be going to stay with a friend in Switzerland for 3 days which should make a nice break. Coralie is soaking up the sun in Tenerife where it is already 30°C. She has now switched from the reception to organising the animation that the Brits so enjoy. Yesterday it was Bingo which she did in both Spanish and English. Tatiana is off to Paris today to organise a school outing and to check on the Youth Hostel etc. She’s a bit pissed off as half of her class are Muslims and the girls aren’t allowed to go without their fathers, or something, so Tatiana and the others have to do all their work for them. It makes you wonder why they are studying tourism in the first place – unless they can work at a reception in a hotel, but you don’t need a degree to do that. Oh well, I’m all for further education.
And that’s it, really. It would be better to scroll on by.
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Well, the children seem to be well occupied.
The job part is difficult, been there, done that etc. My solution was to set up my own business… but first you have to decide what to do.
Hope that the Easter bunny brings you something nice.
I’d forgotten about Easter …. whoops …… damned to hell again I suppose …..
Yep… I would not have none it was Easter on Sunday as well if I had not just read your post.
Between you and me? Piercings kind of give me the shivers.
I agree with Anji, about setting up your own business, but as she said, you have to know what…and how.
My cousin taught some girls in the East, they went to university to get some ‘freedom’ from home.
With everyone else leaving town, where are Herman and the Twat going?
You could always take a temp job as the Easter bunny…
MrN, that was naughty.
Anon, too – I think the Twat is Herman-sitting.
My word! You do lead an interesting and colourful life, in spite of the fact that you tell us that you are as poor as a church mouse. No doubt you live on a cheese and dry bread diet as well?
Zoe, you already have a job… as a writer. All you hafta do is write us another book.
Charlie, I have thought of doing that, but it doesn’t exactly bring much income
oh dear me Zoe what HAS been happening since I’ve been away?!
Good thing I’m back, you old trout. I’ve missed you!
~Milady
xxx
The Twat may be Herman-sitting?!? Are you sure that’s a good idea?
After all, look what happened when the Twat had to look after Todd for a few days!
Poor Herman. I think he’s about to lose his innocence and become completely morally corrupted.
Hope you get your holiday AND a job. Happy Easter.
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