This
time next month I’ll be one day away from starting my new position.
Scary.
After
weeks of pointless chats and considerations, I do at least have a job title
now. Are you ready for this? From September 1st I will officially be
Rory Chesworth, District Manager (North-West Suffolk Sub-Division)
Trips
off the tongue doesn’t it?
It’s
been nice to have temperatures that are
Normally-Good-Warmth-For-A-British-Summer, rather than
Stiflingly-Baking-Hot-Like-It’s-Frigging-North-Africa. You know I love Summer,
but Christ it was hard to stay sane in days of 33 Celsius. At one stage I think
I’d had 11 hours sleep in 7 days. Nothing makes it harder to sleep than feeling
like you’re laying in a sauna next to a woman whose pregnancy hormones are
making her skin feel like a hot water bottle.
We
went to see ‘The Greatest Showman’ at an outdoor screening this weekend.
Philippa had been keen to see it for a while and I’ve heard so much hype about
how great the songs are and how great Hugh Jackman is and how great the world
is now this film exists that I thought it might be time to give it a go.
What
a pile of bollocks.
RC 30-7-18
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