It's true what they say...

things do get worse before they get better. But how bad do things become before they do get better?

So, I was inforemd by e-mail about five minutes ago that I didn't get the Keppie Massie job, as it was filled internally (in my usual childish manner I would insert some sort of crude joke, but I shall refrain.) However, I do think that I have blagged an interview for a QS job based in Warrington after exchanging a couple of e-mails with a person that I shall call Alex. But you needn't know about that....

So as it stands I only have the WatkinJones job to 'look forward to!' The pin that I found at Le Bateau the other night pretty much sums up things at the moment, 'Whoop Dee Fuckin' Do!'