15 February 2015
Typically, once I left the river on Sunday, the sky began to brighten a little. Isn’t it always the way? After a quick stop to replenish my tissue supplies I made my way up towards the centre of town and, on a whim, decided to cut through the back of the abandoned Bargate Centre to see what, if anything, was happening to the hidden stretch of medieval wall there. Continue reading hidden gems, the medieval north walls
11 January 2015
It’s no secret that I hated working at Mad House right from the outset. In fact I only applied for the job because of a rather spooky coincidence that had me thinking the fates were trying to tell me something. My temporary job was coming to an end and my lovely boss, Mac, told me I should apply for a job at Mad House, “you’d be brilliant at it,” he said.
“A call centre! What gives you the idea I’d be brilliant in a call centre?”
“Well, you’re good at talking.”
“Yes, I learned at a very early age.”
“On the phone I mean, you have a lovely phone manner.”
“I worked in a call centre before. It was awful. I hated it.” Continue reading Coffee tastes better with friends
26 October 2014
For my Sunday walk I decided to revisit an old friend, the medieval Southampton walls. They’re a backdrop to the city centre and one most of the people of Southampton walk past every day without really noticing them. I’ve been guilty of the same myself in my time. When I was working in the city centre I often spent my lunch hour wandering around them but it’s been a while. I’ve missed them. Continue reading Walking the Southampton walls