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Hello Everybody

hi everyone.. to those who haven’t heard from me for a while, sorry. to those who have kept in touch, thanks a bunch.

no major exciting news, except Richard has finally got a job and starts on monday. sounds good, good pay, travel opportunity, cell phone. it’s an engineering job, testing cellular phones. the only problem is he has to travel to kent each day, would have to leave about 6:30 in the morning.

i’m still really enjoying my job in the bookshop, lots of responsibiliity and i’m developing a clientele. We had a little christmas party in the afternoon at work with nibbles and wine, then that evening I went with two work mates to our temping agency christmas party, it was a casino night(fake money), and i won a magnum of (French :) ) champagne. will save it for xmas

We got our photos from spain developed, all ten rolls. they turned out great, fantastic in fact, however there were many pictures we should have taken that we didn’t, but I think some images are better left to the memory. we took some great sunrise etc photos that i’m very proud of and many photos came out with bright blue sky (rochelle i’m sure you’ll know what i’m talking about). hopefully ricky can put some on our web page sometime. will let you know. Martin the one of us in Santiago is good so let me know if you want a copy. Sorry Marcela, our one isn’t so great, still ok though, so if you also want a copy let me know.

well not much else to tell. we are settling in to the hectic lifestyle. Had a bomb scare by work the other day. it’s funny i just realised, the docklands where i live were blown up several years ago and the corner where I work was also blown up years ago. i saw a photo and it’s quite freaky. but don’t worry Grandma, i’ll survive.

anyway, i better go, my lunch break is over.

keep in touch

Geraldine
(and Richard i’m sure)

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Stuff

Im doing a tempping job manning the phones for the sports marketing dept for Hill and Knowlton publishing (well, at least i think they are a publishing house). Lets hope noone rings this afternoon 8P.

Ive sent off my CV to that person you suggested dad. Ive sorta given up looking for 12£+ hour jobs and im now wiling to settle for any job, cos after 4 weeks of looking, I have come up a nothing. Im just going to see out my last few leeds (5 of them) before formally giving up and trying for a perm admin job at 6£/hour *sigh*

Geri has been invited to a xmas party for one of her temping agencies, but to bring me along it will be 15£.

Geri and I went to work for Geri’s Dad’s ex Rachael in Mortimer (just out of redding, west of london) last weekend. It was cool. She manages a house thats used as a conference center (8 rooms, 8 bathrooms, pool, spa, and thats just for starters), and she invited us over to help with the room turnaround.

We caught the tube to Waterloo, and successfully managered to buy a ticket and catch the right train to , hmmm, braskstone? and transferred (again successfully) to the train that stopped off at mortimer, where Rachael picked us up. Mad driving down narrow 1 lane, 2 way english country roads at 50mph we pulled into this HUGH huose place.

We got feed by leftovers (cooked by a french chef no less) and Geri and I stripped 8 beds, cleaned 6 bathrooms and 7 toilets. We then walked down to the local (using a flashlight, sun sets at 4:30pm here now) and had a pint (I like Ginuess now, just not the face I make after drinking it ;-) .

Slept in till 10pm got up lazly and Rachale took us to the Roman Ruins nearby. We walked along the old town wall, made in 50ad (yes, near 2000 years ago!). We got lost and ended back at the house of all places, however the car was by the chuch at the other side of the ruins (10 min drive away!) and rachael had to drive someone to the train station in 10 minutes!

We walked fast back along the muddy and water filled potholed track back to the old wall, took the correct turn and continued around the ancient roman ruin wall, after 20 min we were back at the car (th road must take a bizarre way of getting there).

Back at the house we sat down had some more hot chocolate and ate goodies till Rachael dropped us off back at the train station and we caught the 4:21 back to water loo. 2 hours later we were back in our smokey flat. Man, there is soo much cool stuff just an hour from London. The train cost 17£ return (incl disciount from our weekly 1-2 zone tube passes) and Rachael gave us 20£ each for our work. It was a nice weekend holiday.

anyway, im off to see how poor i am (thank goodness for inet banking)

-Ricahrd MAxwell (Maxwell dammit! MA must die!)

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Bah, cant find a job

Heya,

Hehe, the two reasons are
1) Not enough experience
2) The client wants a contract to permanat role, and with your 2 year visa, your unsuitable for the job.

fuckers.

anywho. I recieved my student loan bill (thanks), however its no use to me, cos I dont have my NZ cheque book with me, so off it goes back home again so that dad or mum and sign the cheque for me. So when it comes to tax or bill matters, could you please just email me the amount, cos ill have to get you to write the cheqes for me back home.

I wish ive been keeping a diary on my return to london, cos some funny and freaky shit has happened, but as per usual I cant remember. Like a “cake on” made up india girl on the tube listening to some music on her walkman. She starts bobbing her head to the music, then starts gyrating, then POLE DANCES! wtf? man did the entier tube give her weird looks, not that she cared, she was having too much fun gyrating…(mmm, gyrate). I got a free ticket to see the last ever pumpkins concert by Michael Hudson, it was pretty cool. We have moved right next to london arena, where in the past week or so there has been britinay spears, 2 ice hockey games, robbie williams, the Who, and a few other name acts I cant remember the name on, gee its non stop concerts there, like every 2nd day.

The SAs we are living with are completly un house trained, Geri reckons that they must all have had maids back home cleaning up their mess. They all buy TV dinners and when I cook they call _ME_ a master chef, cos all the food I made looks _GORMET_ (sp?). FFS WTF? This is the person who couldnt cook to save his live 6 months ago (tommorrow is the 6mth anniversay of us leaving, 6mths eh?).

Geri is busy at work, and the boss already loves her, saying shes kick arse with customer service. Still havnt finished my camino diary and shit.

erm. yea.

bye.

loveyas.

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