A long, arduous day of fruitless job-hunting. Fabulous for raising the spirits, no? At least I’m off out in a couple of hours. I only hope I’m better at eating food and drinking wine than I am at finding meaningful employment. One thing’s for sure: I know what I’m wearing (buying clothes is one thing I do very well, thank you very much). Oh and the soundtrack to my goggle-eyed day? Buffalo Springfield.