Job search continues. Mo had wind of a job going as a waiter in a restaurant down Fireland Avenue, off Stoneways Road, for £50 per week (with a chance to double this up with tips), but I hedged and hedged, finally striding there full of determination only to meet Pete on my way back, and realized how unemployably scruffy I looked.
I never went back.
Now time has caught up with me, and with Lee going back to Easterby today and I’ve got round to thinking that way too….
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