Fireworks.

These barriers are on Regent Road. When are the fireworks again? 

So, I gave the bedroom ceiling a coat of pure brilliant white, put the brush to soak, gave myself a good scrubbing, put on my best silk blouse and caught the 19 down to Crewe Toll for a job interview. 

They asked the usual questions; tell us about an occasion when you saved the world single handed and were too modest to tell anyone about it. Things like that. 

I tried to appear modest and unassuming whilst also impressing them with my overarching knowledge of finance and superb self confidence. 

I'll know in a couple of weeks whether I will be offered the job or not.