this is how random groups of rich tourists are going to walk down oxford street now that they have the room

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had a dream about being introduced to an unusual variant of snooker and the only thing i remember is that when you racked up the balls they were called the "racimento", from "the medieval italian word for regiment". needless to say there is no such word but now i'm going to start telling people this

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Everyone's like "nice day off?" and I can't say "I woke up and made potato farls, went to pick up a new project bike, licked an ancient mystical stone formation in a park, dressed head to toe in latex, drank Moscow mules and got railed into oblivion by my gorgeous girlfriend" so I just say "yeah"

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don't talk to me before i've had my morning racimento!!!

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I've definitely cracked getting interviews for the sorts of jobs that I've been applying for, in that I'm getting offered interviews even for ones that I think I'm slightly less well suited to. There are 2 that I'd be very keen on, but I'm still waiting to hear back on those.

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