A New Voice

It’s been a while since I’ve written a post. There are many reasons for my absence, the most prominent being that I once again felt like I had lost my way for a moment. So many changes and events have collided, making the past month or so nothing short of one of the most dramatic in my life. Now I know what you’re thinking, but no, I’m sorry, I didn’t win the lottery, so stop with your cheeky smiles. But seriously, one car accident, a banking catastrophe and a ‘shoved in the deep end’ situation later, and I think I’m back on track. I’ve also managed to land and start a new job amidst all the aforementioned drama, and that’s what I’d really like to talk to you about. 

You are 'Here'

*The world is such a small place. This time last year, I was feasting on chicken pad Thai with my beautiful Geordie colleague Laura, in one of the dodgiest** joints in town. Fast forward almost twelve months and things couldn’t be more different. We’ve just come back from the same Thai place, but Laura’s only here on holiday. She’s packed up and moved to Australia.

Come On Baby, Light My Fireworks

Like you, I’m not very fond of the quintessential party pooper, skulking round in the corner, moping and crapping all over everyone’s booze-induced state of euphoria. However, this year I am going to be your party pooper; only because whilst the rest of you lounge about on your couches, eating bacon butties and watching reruns of Life on Mars (as you should on a Sunday and the start of the bloody year) I am back at work, wrapping up deadlines and the like.