It is with a sad heart and heavy head that I announce to the world at large that I have finally succumbed to the dreaded Jane lurgy. That’s right after battling for 3 weeks with all sorts of flues, colds, flushes and finally being diagnosed with Bronchitis I have come down with something similar. Of course my care and attention watching over her and caring for her didn’t help, Next time I’m just going to kick her out on the dirty streets where she gets these diseases. Well perhaps not. However despite not feeling so good I have decided to soldier on and infect as many of the people who I work with in some sort of Shadenfrued sensation pulsing through my sick veins. Which brings me to my next announcement. I will be leaving PKS soon. I have sent applications out for jobs. This time I have targeted businesses rather than go through an agency. This way I get to make the best decision and possibly save the new employer money which they can pay me in agency fees. God i’m a nice guy! I just can’t take their methods and lack of ethics and more importantly their lack of or total disrespect for design…Dear Sir, on ethical grounds I can no longer remain in your employ. Or something like that. Best reason to leave a job I say. well see what happens. Jane is getting better, so don’t panic! Ok panic over. We had David and Alex (Jane’s brother and wife) ((well not Jane’s wife but the wife of David, Jane’s brother, and Jane’s sister in law)) over the other weekend. They are a few weeks into their 3 month world tour and arrived without baggage. I say travelling light is the way to go but these guys took it literally. well perhaps it had something to do with Yankee incompetence that their bags weren’t put on the same plane as them. regardless they appeared and we spent the first Friday of their stay shopping for clothes and teeth brushes etc to get them through the day and into the night of the proms we had booked for us all.Jane, Dave, Alex and I trundled off to the 38th night of the Proms at the Royal Albert Hall, which by now can only be regarded as our turf despite its lack of near proximity to our domicile as we have been there so often. We had ourselves a private box and lived it up with cider and crisps (potato chips) as we watched on from our lofty heights. No idea what the music was a bit frilly or twiddly for me in the most part but when it was good with drums and bass etc it was great. The conductor had nothing on Jane’s quior’s Igor the conductor, but he did show great appreciation of the piece he conducted by offering the script a round of applause. The next few days were spent touring around the local attractions Jane and I had left of our itinary awaiting our Australian visitors. Except I decided to stay back home on the Saturday and await the recalcitrant (thanks ex PM what’s his face) baggage. It arrived and I caught up with the gang and enjoyed a high speed tour of Tower Bridge and the pump rooms. Interesting stuff. Sunday I was forced to go to work buy this place that have no idea about management. It was the weekend of our move from Camden to Kentish town and a week earlier the fools decided a half day on Friday was enough to demand a half day on Sunday. Needless to say I wasn’t happy but like a good little trooper I felled into line and despite the rain rode into the new office Sunday morning did my stuff them left to catch up with the others at the Tower of London where another high speed tour almost resulted in the beefeater at the top of the stairs arresting Alex and her accomplices for going up a stair clearly marked as down. OOOOh we are bad Australians. No wonder they sent us all to the colonies. Though criminalism must rub off as I doubt strongly that the Monks and Halls clans were wards of the state when they arrived upon the Australian soil. The Payne’s i’m not sure about but being French in origin, a fact I am deeply regretting, which makes me a self hating Frenchman by the way, were most likely free settlers or otherwise stupid enough to be caught stealing from the British, which is worse.
Ohh i’m a bitter man!
I have to send special thanks out to Mr Paul Herzich for calling the other day. It’s always nice to hear a real voice (well a digitised version anyway) from home. Hint hint by the way you lot.
We are expecting Dave and Alex back early next week however I think we are going to catch up with them in Cambridge for a punt on the river or something.