I liked both but, both were rammed with tourists.
Been a lovely sunny day today, after a day of rain yesterday, the light today was brilliant. I haven’t been able to walk as long a distance as I would want as I twisted my ankle at Duncansby Stacks about a week ago.
The Fairie Glen impressed me as it was so peaceful, very few people.
Back to work. Six weeks is barely a break.
True to form, I have utterly fucked it all up.
I’m sure I’ll be complaining about the outcome here in a few days time.
How on earth can you manage to fuck up deciding between 2 offers ?
Get one.
Interview for other.
Accept one.
Have second thoughts.
They fuck up the terms of the contract.
Get other.
Realise that other pays better and is a better commute.
But is a (very) large corporate, and the technology isn’t maybe all that.
That’s as far as I’ve got.
Factor in the fact that I don’t like conflict, and that I’d like to do right by everyone, and it’s not going to end well.
Ah, like that.
Carry on 
Have you got a 10p coin? Then flip it and call.
Tell em both to fuck off, open a shoe shop 
When you consider the fact that the “other”'s catchphrase is “every little helps”, I really am contemplating sucking the devil’s cock, aren’t I?
Seriously do not work for them. I did a project to design a new contact centre for them when they moved away from RBS for their bank and they are the most fucking awful people to work for.
Cheers.
I also worked for the other party you mention, for about 9 years.
I have a nose for trouble.
They do pay contractors very well though, even 6 years ago we had a designer jump ship from us and go contracting for them at £900 per day. He spent 18 months there, paid off his mortgage and came back.
if you in the vicinity you should have gone to the bar in The Langham, some really creative and interestingly presented cocktails
Agreed, ĺying toerags, I have worked for them for two years, a fucking mess.
Wallpapering , which I hate and picking up elderly relative from a hospital, which involved rather a lot of getting lost in multiple car parks! But got there in the end. Although they only gave me 2 hours notice of discharge their care was exemplary in every way
Off to the Leeds Armoury thing today.
Don’t, whatever you do, try and touch the elephant armour (which looks so tactile, it just screams out to be touched…) or you’ll get a proper bollocking from the previously invisible room attendant…
You are, however, allowed to point and snigger at Henry VIII’s armour codpiece.
Great place, enjoy your day out Rob.
Haha, shall report back later!
