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What a difference a day makes

The last blog post was delayed due to Monday rolling by and me discovering I had no job to go to London with. After a period of coming up with alternative solutions and realising I had no option but to get whatever I could from Ladbrokes and scavenge for other jobs while I was down there I had come to terms with the situation. I had been nigh promised a job in the center of London and upon pointing out I was due to put a considerable amount of money into a flat I was going to view was told again, yeah you’ll have a 30 hour job in this area. The rage and momentary despair of being told that on the phone, throughout all of this I’ve worked so hard at getting everything right. Getting every piece of the puzzle in place so that I wouldn’t stumble, and one of those pieces had just got wet and disintegrated to nothing in front of me. I was given a number of another person who might have a job in London for me, but given how long I’d waited to get to where I was it seemed unlikely something would come from that and indeed ringing the number the person was on holiday (Everyone seems to go on holiday in Ladbrokes when I need them). I tried ringing about the head office job I’d been chasing for ages and once again nobody picked up the phone, this is THE head of recruitment for Ladbrokes not answering his internal phone for 2 weeks running. Madness

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Destination: London

Over the past few months I’ve travelled to London multiple times to see Kat, including a trip with 2 of The Keeper’s (Joe and Gary) to the Eurogamer Expo last year. On these trips my love for London and the underground has been rekindled from years ago when I used to go down to Sevenoaks with my mam and again when me and Lisa went to our world record attempt with the coconuts (Happy times Leese!). In Cumbria you can’t get anywhere by public transport really after 6pm, in London you only have to wait a few minutes for the next tube to wherever you want. Since I’ve returned home I’m now debt free having paid everything off and on top of that I’ve finally got some money saved up from working hard over the past 9 months. Most of this money is a safety net for London, and theres a chunk of it in there thats probably going to go towards me fulfilling a life dream and becoming a qualified skydiver dependant on how much I end up going there with

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Recap: September 16th

On top of my financial breakthroughs came another unexpected twist on September 16th. An old friend that I met while on an old trip around my friends at university was coming to visit me. There isn’t much to show people of Whitehaven… “Thats the Beacon, its pretty shit. Thats the Rum Story, its a bit boring. Thats where a man I knew was murdered” You know, that kinda thing. So for something different, we went upto the Haig Pit museum. An old disused mine thats under Whitehaven, it was an odd experience. I’d never been before and had no idea what it would be like. We went inside and there was nobody around, just an empty shop and an empty museum full of a couple of pigeons. Dirty looking mannequins stood around corners and there was a draught blowing through the broken windows. It was only when we got to the back that we eventually bumped into someone looking after the place. We made our way round and then headed back home for a lack of things to do. On the way home we passed an odd unicorn statue thing in someones garden, it was most peculiar. When we were back we watched a CBBC program called “Animals at Work” before eventually heading to the pub with my dad who had come home with my brother. We drank, we played cards, my dad left and we stayed at the pub until they started turning the lights off around us

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Recap: Whitehaven

It was August, I was back at home and I had been offered a chance to live with either my mam or my dad. My dad’s company was struggling and he’d been forced to make my brother redundant due to hardships. I decided I would move in with my dad to try and forge a better relationship with him while providing some much needed income for the house and easing the tension between him and my brother. Within a couple of weeks of returning, it was over for good with Jen for reasons I need not go into here. In fairness it had been over since at least April if not sooner. I told her I was going to take back the TV as I didn’t want them to have it anymore, I also questioned if I would actually get any money from them as they’d all been so bad at reliably paying me for the bills in Carlisle. I also said I’d be taking back the camera I’d bought that she hadn’t paid for. All seemed fine until we had went to collect it all. We turned up at the house to find nobody in and the back gate barricaded. Long story short, we got everything we had went there for and along with it I got all the closure I needed. We left with a fully laden van and went for a celebratory, if bitter sweet Burger King

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Recap: Annan

It was June. This isn’t what I’d had in mind. I was the English man living with a Welsh man in Scotland. He was meant to be getting a job on the boats and be out the house for 3 weeks every month, I’d have the house to myself and be looking after it for him and paying as much as I had been in Carlisle. The reality of the situation was I had moved in with a man who was there every day, a man whose only forms of entertainment involved going to the pub or watching horse racing, a man who felt it was ok to mock his wife who had recently moved out while I was sat in the same room and try to get me to mock her too, a man who openly complained at me taking his crockery to work, a man who thought it acceptable that his paying tenant should sleep in his granddaughters bedroom. The drawers filled with her clothes, the walls adorned with Hannah Montana and High School Musical posters, her toys still littering the room. I was miserable, I was downtrodden and I had entered the most bizarre environment I could have, so I did the only thing I could do. I laughed

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Recap: Carlisle

Now that retrojaffa is becoming something other than just my blog, this seems the next best place for me to do this. I feel compelled to start blogging again with the aim of documenting the next stage of my life. 6 weeks today, I will be leaving Cumbria and heading to London. I haven’t fully explained what is happening to everyone as in all honesty, its all a bit hard to explain and even harder for some people to fathom. Due to the sheer amount I’m going to recap since my last RJ blog I’m going to split this into a few posts over the next couple of days before going into the London plan. So lets start from the top, last you had read from me I was living temporarily in Frizington until I moved to Carlisle. Let me start with that:

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The Fall of Inodad

“The first goblin siege went by without a problem. They attacked from the East, along the highest ridge of the mountain Inodad lay inside of. The only means of access was a single set of stairs, constructed so as to allow access to the spire that was to reach into the sky high above. Removing the stairs and replacing it with sharpened spikes had stopped the horde from advancing into the fortress. A year had passed and their interest had wained. They left the way they had came, no casualties other than a stray Kobold thief that had wandered into the pack. It wasn’t to be the last we heard of them

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