Today was the day for my annual pilgrimage into Oxford to pay visitations to the line of beauocracy for my pound of flesh (or 60-something pounds a week). In an effort to make the effort of getting into Oxford a bit more worthwhile I also had a wander round M&S to see what I might be able to get with the birthday vouchers from Emma’s grannie. I did see a rather nice canvass bag type satchelly thing, but shied away from buying it in case it was considered a man bag.
Whilst in Oxford I had a missed call from the agency, asking me to phone back asap, so I wandered into the offices instead. I have an interview set up now for tomorrow morning for a two-month rolling contract, which they say *might* go permanent…
I also got (at a not trivial expense) a cable, which I think, should make it possible to view photographs and video from my computer on the tele. Here’s to crossed fingers…
