No end in sight

If I thought that having all the time in the world meant a stress-free life... I was wrong!

It goes without saying that my house move is bound to be plagued with all sorts of problems. It's not the first time I've moved house and every previous occasion has been an ordeal.

Anyway, I went on the offensive today and maybe, just maybe, I've seen signs of progress at last.

However, matters of a redundancy-related nature are a completely different story. I'm not sure what my former employers have actually got correct in this process - they didn't even get my name right. And the painful, unnecessary battle goes on.

After spending the morning emailing all and sundry, I grabbed my camera and went for a walk around the harbourside here in Bristol, ending up with coffee at one of my favourite haunts - the Watershed media centre. And now I feel a little bit more chilled.