Got the first job I interviewed for on Thursday. Right at the end, they asked me about my musical taste, which is a pretty good sign…

Apparently I was a shoo-in for interview no. 3 as well, but I didn’t fancy working in the old place. Too much like revisiting the past.

Ceej unwell again, poor love. She’s having a revisitation of the winter vomiting disease in a new mutated form. We were supposed to go to church for Mothering Sunday, and to a gig at Chumleigh Gardens, but all that had to be called off. Oh well, she’s a bit brighter now, but I think we’ll keep her at home tomorrow.