It’s good to be free!

Well, for anyone who has been following the story so far: Welcome Back!
Also, welcome back to me too, I have been away for far too long.

For anyone who has any doubt as to what has permitted the resurgence of this blog, let me set it out clearly, in black and white, in words of not more than two syllables:

I GOT AWAY!!!!

I finally managed to source a job in my home-town, I packed up all my bags and baggage, wrote Esteban the inevitable Dear John letter, and moved back in with my parents.

So, you may now look forward to receiving further instalments in the adventures of my new life, un-encumbered by an unwanted boyfriend. The job I have found isn’t very satisfactory, so there may be job-hunting updates, and similarly, there may be house-hunting adventures along the way too.

However, all in all, and taking things as they are, I am happier than I have been for many years.

Long may it continue!

I leave you all with a dancing Alan Rickman, because I want to, and I can 🙂

Until next time everybody!!

If I Were a Rich Man

… Didle deedle didle digga digga deedle didle dummm …….

If you have no idea what I’m talking about, please go and Youtube Fiddler on The Roof. Your life has been sadly lacking, and needs this song.

Naturally, I am not a rich man … or a poor man, either (just fyi) … I am a poor woman, who is giving up the lottery so that I can afford to buy a new passport before November. I’ll be saving £10 a week, and given that I RARELY get any return on my gambling investment, it really will be a saving for the most part.
However, I will still be feeling deprived of the possibility of a miraculous lottery-win coming down like some glorious Deus Ex Machina, and rescuing me from the unpalatable aspects of my life.

In order to make myself feel better, this post will now be dedicated to pictures of pretty men with whom I have not one single chance of ever scoring. At least my odds on the lottery are better than that!