Thats not the Britain I know.
According to my calculations I need only five of the six litres of Cola I bought to get my recommended daily calorie intake. Maybe I was a little over eager, but even two litres in I’m still melting.
The mackrel sky is going to turn to thunder sometime soon, the air is getting closer. This weather does nothing for my appetite, but a kilo of strawberries helps – the punnets didn’t look that big when I ordered two of them.
Theres still a whirlwind going on in my life. I have landed in my new role as a Symbian developer at Service2Media in the town of Enschede in the Netherlands, only a few miles from the German border.
Commercial decency prevents me from talking too much detail, suffice to say that its a small company making software for mobile phones, but you’d probably guessed that much already. I’m staying in a small hotel in the small town of Lonneker, a couple of miles north of Enschede, and getting lifts to the office with the Ukranians. Who are mostly quite fun, but appear also not to have gotten the hang of dealing with the local cyclists – silent killers and then some.
The hotel were trying to lend me a bike this morning but I had already gone into town. I’m not sure I could hold my own on these streets anyway.
The current plan is that I’m working half and half from here and England, two weeks in each, but quite how that is going to work out I don’t know yet. Its a short term solution for six months until we all see how it works, and then probably be more continuously in Holland.
Last night brought lots of excitement, with Holland playing their next game in the world cup – one day I’m going to live in a country that is at least represented by a non-horrible colour. Orange? Really! Anyone got any suggestions. Still, at least it meant the journey home was quiet, and would have been quick if our driver hadn’t taken us on an accidental scenic tour. Oh well.
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