Just thought I'd stop in and say: Off to work in a few minutes. Nervous as hell, but that's fairly normal. As I say to my kids, even adults get nervous when they go to a place they don't know.
I shall report back this evening.
I didn't write anything yesterday either. Tidied around, organised my stuff in the flat (realised how much I needed to buy to make this place work), listened to the Goon Show and an adaptation of the first Falco book on BBC7, and cooked the meal that I'll be eating most of this week. That was an adventure -- cooking on electric is a pain in the posterior when you're used to gas.
See you later.
What's on the turntable? Nuffink, all is quiet.