A REDUNDANT NEW YEAR:

Well, it’s all going pear-shaped (!) and I wouldn’t give a S H I T if it wasn’t for the fact that I just know, just know, with some proper bloody financial backing for once in my life, along with the time without money worries that would bring, the work would seriously take off! Then, of course there’s Dominika – Jesus - she must be starting to rue the day she fell for such a good-for-nothing..! But, with money down to zero and the loss of my only regular income gone, then going back to England to find work seems to be the only ‘sensible’ option, and I’m gutted!

Losing ‘the job’ was totally unexpected, although it shouldn’t have been! Something in the way of a clear lack of not seeing the writing for the wall on my part concealed what a couple of overlooked spelling mistakes should have told me otherwise - Two lousy ‘spelling mistakes’ though - that’s all it took from all the tens of thousands of faultless words to-date for them to send me packing! Perhaps there was more to it – I don’t know? I didn’t want to know – didn’t want Andrzej to elaborate – he’s become a good mate, and being as upset as me when he broke the news, I figured sleeping dogs were best left..! There’s still the odd bit of work around from Daniel of course, but being freelance himself, it can never be enough to survive on right now..!

I’m sure the whole situation will turn out to be a blessing however as I’m confident my star doesn’t bear the name of complete dummy, but there were a few tears shed over my decision to go back I can tell you! And I must say, the prospect fills me with dread and little hope of earning enough cash back in England to keep the flat on long term in Warsaw… Still, if we decide to eat, we all have to defecate occasionally, and although I’ve got a big case of the trots right now, I suppose I’ve just got to get on with it.

For now and the foreseeable future then – never mind eh…