So, would you believe it? It's been almost three months since I stopped my daily commute to The City. Seriously I don't know where the time has gone. But I do wonder how I ever made time to actually fit in a full-on full-time job. I've discovered that there's a whole new world to tune into and explore.
Many of you have asked what I've been up to. That's a hard question to answer, but I'm going to give it my best shot... But first thank you to everyone who signed my leaving card or signature book and wished me well for whatever lay ahead. I know most of you won't have seen my picture from my first day at work so here it is:
It's 1984. I'm sixteen. And I loved that jumper! I can also tell you I was wearing a burgundy wool jeans-style skirt. Both were Christmas presents (and I remember who from - and it's not who you think!)
I'm probably also wearing blue mascara and look as if I've overdone it with the Sun-In too! As I said it was 1984. Anyway, that's enough of that... but thank you.
I'd ear-marked February for lay-ins...