Update

I finished by temp job last week so I've been frantically looking for something else to tide me over until I (eventually) get a runner job somewhere. I don't think its much of a secret that I hate job hunting. It's just the most tedious and soul destroying activity known to man - especially when you have Film Studies in your degree title and have lived in Brighton for two years where the only work experience you can get is call centre or shop based. I'm not saying there's anything wrong with either of those it's just that in London it doesn't really make you stick out from the crowd. 

Anyway, this is all a little melodramatic as it looks like I've managed to find something for the next six weeks... in a bank call centre... oh the joy. I'm just waiting for them to get back to me but they said they were pretty sure I would get it as, among other things, I scored second best out of everyone on a typing test. Quite surprising considering the amount of typos in this blog!

In other news I got a hair cut. 

It's still fairly long but I do have a slight guilty feeling about giving in to the man... I'm hoping that it being a bit neater will impress prospective job people... we'll see.

Skelebones

On Wednesday mornings we have to vacate the house as the cleaner comes and (strangely enough) cleans. This usually includes breakfast out and then a fair amount of time killing until we can return at 12 o'clock. Today Jordan and I decided to head over to the Skeletons of London exhibit at the Wellcome Collection in Euston.

It was fairly odd experience staring at long dead bodies and reading about their lives - most of which included a good deal of rickets, gout and dental problems. There were even a few that were excavated from a similar area that all exhibited signs of facial damage thought to be caused to drunken behaviour. Not much has changed in London in 200 years then.

The skeletons' ages range from about 1900 years old to about 150. They are in various states of wholeness... some only having a few limbs and about 2 ribs and others only missing the tips of their fingers. One even had had a craniotomy which gave us the opportunity to peak inside the cavity... spooky.

All in all, a very fun and interested hour or so was spent staring at these skinless fellows.  Not bad for a free exhibition.