For the past couple of days I have been working at a hotel doing a "kids club". But the problem with the line above is that I have not been working at all because no kids have shown up! So instead of looking after the non existent children I have been getting paid to sit around at a hotel for 6 hours watching dvds :) Lucky... well sorta! It has been incredibly boring watching movie after movie when you would much rather be doing something completely different.
Although I make it out to be terribly dull there has been something that has kept me sane. Almost every night (the club runs in the evening) a visitor, lets call him X because I keep forgetting to ask his name, has popped in to say hi. He is from Ireland. He, his brother and his dad (who I must say was extremely sunburned and even had white circles around his eyes from where his sunglasses had been.) came in to the kids club by chance because they were exploring the hotel in search of a ball so they could play cricket in their suite at 10 at night. Unfortunately we did not have one for them but they instead borrowed a Christmas hat and a sparkly hat (kinda weird for to grown men). The first thing I noticed about X was his incredible style. He is the best dressed guy I have seen in a long time! Skinny jeans ( need I say more?)and amazing Rayband glasses.
Apart from X I watched too many dvds ,including UP (which I didn't really enjoy), read my new book The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time ( which I would recommend)and survived on crackers and orange juice !
And this is what I call work:)
11 months ago