Fēijī - it means Airplane in Mandarin Chinese. When I was at University we had the option to do an additional language course on top of the regular degree. As it was evening study the courses weren't too popular as most students were too busy getting drunk. But studying Business it seemed logical to learn Mandarin. Upon … Continue reading Fēijī
Ricky the temp is being his usual sassy self. I am in an adult job now, but his bitchy manner to me feels like bullying. All because I don’t want to divulge my sex life at work. For some reason he uses this as an opportunity to have a dig at me at every opportunity. Normally a temp would … Continue reading Fearing the future
It was the final year with Mrs Sutton as the teacher for form 9S. We had been with her since 5S (so four years). And as each year went by we gradually molded into one of the better class groups in the school. Next we would be in Year 10 and so we would be … Continue reading The First (and only) ‘Best Planner Signer’… 1997
It's funny that the last time I was in Leicester I was young and idealistic. I was full of hopes and dreams. I was going to change the world. I was naive. Leaving Leicester I left Leicester after my graduate placement failed to materialise with a permanent contract. I should have realised then that working … Continue reading Road Trip to Leicester: Reflection on idealism and work
It's my first real effort at getting rid of some of my stuff and compared to previously I have decided to be more pragmatic in how I choose to clear my possessions out. I may need this one day... "How many notepads does a blog writer need?" I think, as I clear out a draw full … Continue reading How many notepads does a blog writer need?
Time for a change: It dawned on me the other day. In 8 and a half years I will 40. If I have learnt anything in my life, what seems so far away, creeps upon a person in no time. It happened in my teens and sometimes I reflect where that precious time went. Going back … Continue reading Time for a change
The Face in the Mirror: When I first started working I wanted to do something in the evening. So I went to a creative writing classes. I was the only male in attendance, surrounded by women who were 40+ It was basically a forum for people to present ideas on the books that they would … Continue reading The Face in the Mirror