My news...

I got the job!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Thank you for all your warm wishes and care when I was wobbling like a jelly on a plate of late!

Subject to references from my last employer being okay - (And why should they not be??!) - I will be training soon to officially register, (albeit casually, but a permanent post - If that makes sense?), fabulous weddings and wonderful civil ceremonies in this building and elsewhere across the City, (photo courtesy of Google and a talented young photographer named Shepy CLICKIE

I am so honoured and so proud to have been chosen to take part in people's important days, and I hope this chance of work will fit around my counselling studies and voluntary job in the future...   I am off for four weeks' training to learn how to do the job very shortly.

Fingers crossed for all concerned.   Je vous aime...    Je te jure!

Cinemoi...

I am battle-weary with filling in job application forms at the moment...

Do employers not understand that it takes hours, HOURS, to complete just one and it is such a fierce employment market that, unless your application hits all the nails on the head, you are cast into a fiery pit of unloveduppedness?

It is years since I was out on the jobs market. Nearly 25 in fact.

From some employers, I hear nothing. From others, that I have made the 'first cut' - Good. I rarely make the second, and so:

From others - a very small number - that they've granted me an interview at which I'm obviously going to fail miserably, because they seem to want a cross between Reece Witherspoon in Elephants Like Water, and Dolly Parton in Seven To Six...

J'en ai marre, I tell you.

What has a girl (well, middle-aged fembot-not) to do?

Advice below, please? Cheers, me dears!