My mother rang up this

My mother rang up this morning – she’d seen a job for a Web Producer advertised in the Eastern Daily Press – Norfolk’s county newspaper (unlike the Evening News which is for dodgy left-wing city-types). The job paid badly and would have involved working at the BBC in Norwich. I couldn’t imagine anything worse.

The last few weeks – before getting this short stint at the BBC – I’ve been seriously considering leaving London. There’s very little here that really excites me, there’s little that would keep me here… Even now I’m unsure that I’ve got the patience and tolerance to deal with its griminess and greyness. But Norfolk… Perhaps that’s too scary even for me…