This is so definitely not me, I know it's hard to tell from the back, but my hair is darker. Sent in 1914, no message (why spend the extra halfpenny?), it has a fold-out sheet of photos that include West Cliff Promenade before the new hall was built (which means the photo is about 10 years out of date!), as well as several of the harbour chock full of masts and sails.
And slightly startling news - I started my new job today at a certain local college. A bit of a shock as I haven't had to wear a tie (or tuck my shirt in for that matter) for just over a year, since my services were last dispensed with. It's been a lovely year, but mortgage companies have these unrealistic expectations which have to be met, so there we are.
After Day One, although I'm in mild shock brought on by almost a whole day concentrating on a single task, I'm fairly sure I'll be going back for Day Two, which must be a good sign. Everyone very friendly of course (they always are on the first day, I remember that much), but it seems like an OK place to be, at least for the duration of my not-too-permanent contract, if not for ever. And I haven't broken anything yet, which is also slightly unexpected, given the access I have to their Web site in my new role. But it is only Day One. Give it a short while and Fat Finger Syndrome will kick in as I hit the Escape key when I meant the Enter key, or something similar (only joking, if any new colleagues stumble across this, I am semi-competent).
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Good luck with the new job! And if they need an ever-so-slightly-out-of-work celebrity millionaire round there, do let me know!
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