Considering I have no job and some how manage to waste entire days, weeks even, simply killing time, you would think I have plenty of space to let my imagination run wild and formulate endless, elaborate blog entries, but it seems there is nothing going on inside my head.
Today I created what I believed to be a revolution in coffee, but it turned out to be a mocha, which apparently was invented by someone else, quite some time ago.
I have applied for a job today as a Resident Entertainer for a hotel group. Think Butlins on a much smaller scale, an incredibly smaller scale in fact. I'm guessing it will pretty much be telling knock-knock jokes to a room of about five pensioners, but hey that's showbiz! I will embrace the cliché and wear a fantastic sequin jacket, and I shall be called Terry Sparkle! Wish me luck.
If Carl Lagerfeld can pull it off, then so can I!
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