Jo’s Blog

Sometimes I think someone up there is trying to test me. I mean really really test me. I am THE MOST fickle person on earth. I mean I can’t make any decisions. Can’t even decide which fucking sandwich I want for lunch. Didn’t help with Mr Married-but-now-Separated tapping his feet behind me because I changed my mind at the last minute. The chicken looked off ok? This is difficult. And probably the only person who knows is my sis. I picture her rolling her eyes now. Did I also mention that I have the self-control/attention span of an ant? Does not bode well. But why decide today when you can put if off until tomorrow? Or the next day? Or whenever….

And my holiday plans? Everything has to be reshuffled now because my passport needs to be handed in to the Home Office to process some Extended Leave to Stay thing. Makes me feel criminal not having a passport. Also kinda trapped. It takes 6 to 8 fucking weeks to process. Which means that I can’t go to Cork in February to see Junior and I can’t go to Zurich in March to see Mr. Trader and do a spot of skiing as planned. Plane tickets have even been bought. And it took a lot of reshuffling of plans, transferring of plane tickets, being put on hold, so now my sis is coming to see me and I am going skiing in Glencoe(!) instead. So no Swiss birds for Mr. Trader and I won’t be sipping hot chocolate in a café somewhere in the Swiss Alps. Bollocks. And Junior won’t have the pleasure of my company in Cock….oops I mean Cork. Well I did say we can go to Manchester.

Let’s hope I can get my passport back in time to go back to Penang. Unfortunately, there’s no fucking way we can get the whole of Penang over here.

…..in London.

It was Sunday - no work!!

The train was on time - When the timetable says 12.04pm, the train comes at 12.04pm. 

The Underground was not crowded - I actually had a place to sit.

The weather was cold but sunny - It was nice, feeling the cold wind blowing on your face. Great walking weather.

The pub was warm and friendly, food was tasty - Thai food cooked by real Thai people.

The company was familiar and cosy - It’s always great to meet up with friends who are not married, don’t have kids, who think that we must, must have as much fun as possible before we hit 30. Especially if they have lots of nice arm mus-cles for you to squeeze.

The walk after lunch in Hyde Park was lovely - Mr. Trader was even tempted to buy a painting for his flat in Zurich.

The shopping was good - I found a pair of gorgeous boots for £25.99, bargain!

Yes we promised that we must do this more often. We’ll see.

The things you learn from 21 year old’s 17 year old brother!

a) Pearl Necklaces - The type of necklace given by a man which is not from the oyster variety. Which, I was being convinced is priceless. Yeah right!

b) Soggy Biscuits - Involves rugby players and their bodily functions. Enough said.

Where have I been all this time???!!!

How does someone so young know this song? And not the Steve Tyrell version mind you. The Frank Sinatra one. *sigh*

"Those fingers in my hair
That sly come hither stare
That strips my conscience bare
It’s witchcraft

And I’ve got no defense for it
The heat is too intense for it
What good would common sense for it do

cause its witchcraft, wicked witchcraft
And although, I know, it’s strictly taboo

When you arouse the need in me
My heart says yes indeed in me
Proceed with what your leading me to

It’s such an ancient pitch
But one I wouldn’t switch
cause there’s no nicer witch than you"

It has been a very random day…..

Johnny Vaughan is back! I can’t believe I actually miss waking up to his voice.

The first thing that Mike said to me when I stepped into the office was that I seem very very distant. Body is present but mind is far away. So I told him everything that happened. At which point he went to his car and took out Sally’s (so he says) Take That’s CD and played "Patience" to me. And I can’t stop playing that song now.

And how hungry was I during the day?! I had :

A sausage roll (sausage was xxl); A bowl of grapes; 3 pieces of toast with lots of butter (full fat); Chips (lots), Honey Roasted Vegetables and Nut Roast thing; A large Snickers bar.

Which is why I am having soup for dinner. And someone said that I was on pills. Hmmph.

And Richard (partner on the deal I am working on at the moment) promised me a spin in his Aston Martin if the deal is successful. Hurrah! Now if only he can get me a ticket to the Grammies, I will be eternally grateful.

Anda tried to drag me to - check this out - Girl’s football in the evening. I declined and decided to leave the office early and go for a run. Which lasted a very brave 20 minutes. I wouldn’t say run, more like slow walk. Only exercise I got out from that was all the shivering that I did.

So it has been a very random day.

I still can’t believe that I am back in Reading…Back to reality and low, low ceilings.

Penang feels like a dream. A very very nice dream. What had happened made me feel like a 14 year old again. That warm fuzzy feeling. I don’t know how long this feeling can last. We are both no longer innocent idealistic teenagers but jaded and in our late twenties. And the situation is made more difficult by the 6700 miles separating us. I wonder what would have happened if I stayed longer.

Finally handed in my notice today, followed by a counter offer. No thanks. In 3 months I will be starting a new job, with new colleagues and a new role. Scary. And I was wedged between Mr Married-and-appreantly-Separated and 21 year old for the whole day.

Still can’t stop thinking about him.

My heart actually skipped a beat when the plane was circling to land in Heathrow.

Seeing the Thames snaking through London in the evening light was breathtaking. We were so close you could see the London Eye.

I am rarely impressed by man-made sights, i.e. feeling sleepy at the Eiffel Tower, bored at Sydney Opera House. But this view just took my breath away.

These are the times when I wish I had a camera. Hang on. I do. A brand new Pentax Optium something (of which I DO NOT know what megapixels it has, as long as it takes good pictures). But the battery was dead. Fuccckkk….