If you’ve had a nosey round, you may have noticed several posts relating to work. Or rather, the lack of it.
Having experienced redundancy, I tried to use humour as a means of preserving my sanity, to give me a reason to sit on the sofa all day and drink tea (rather than lie in bed all day and cry) and also to give me a much needed and long looked-for creative outlet. So this is it. I shall gather all related links here; my self-initiated Job Club, my ridiculous misguided applications for ANY kind of work and my redundancy diary, a revealing look into the day to day life of
the lowlife worthless pits of humanity the unemployed.
Decide for yourself where artistic licence has been used, alas much here reflects actual experience and events.