Entry 3

No pictures this time, I can’t be arsed, you’ll have to use your imagination.

It’s the Easter Holidays for me, it’s twenty something degrees, not a cloud in the sky. You might not think that’s warm, I don’t know where you’re reading from, but for me, an inhabitant of the dirty grey city, where you’re lucky if you go three days without a heavy rain and a cold front (and cold back too, if you’re not properly wrapped up), it’s like being in a foreign country.

Entry 2

I decided not to give my blog entries proper titles. However, if this piece were so privileged, it would be entitled 'Buses'.

Entry 1

Do you like your job?

Like a considerable portion of the population of earth, I do not. I only work part-time, but each time I step through those posh looking glass doors, I feel a very small, yet very important part of my sanity just evaporate. Poof. Gone forever.