After seeing a rather young and delightful band called the Pippettes at the Round House, I ended up, with companions, at Bartok - a bar in Kentish Town. There, I had a coffee probably because I felt rather old as I had brought down the age by about 25 years. So I needed perking up, though caffeine at 11pm isn't too wise.
How I do love to live dangerously.
If you have all day and I mean ALL DAY or NIGHT then do go to Bartok. The bartenders were following recipes and instructions on how to use their coffee maker machine thing. 10 years later...drawing my pension and a couple of extra wrinkles (but thanks to regular botox they are kept at bay) I eventually received my coffee.
Guess what?
It was cold!
Don't go there for a coffee, but do go there for an alcoholic drink...and if you want your freshly washed, dry cleaned clothes stinking of smoke...can't wait until the new non smoking laws are imposed ... so NYC.
....am turning into a grumpy old fart.
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- The latte days in North London
- So like a lot of people due to funding cuts etc etc I find myself at 42 on the scrap heap. 16 years of experience working in further education....and tbh it wasn't a career choice that I planned after University. I just landed a job and continued to work in the sector going from project to project. Not very exciting you might think and many times I thought the same. So for one reason or another I find myself looking for that job that will excite, entice and appreciate my knowledge and skills. You'd think it was a no brainer but interviews are getting tougher and tougher and no candidate is left unscathed by the process, I'm going to ue this blog to feedback and reflect on each of my interviews and maybe I will learn something on the way on how to clinch that job.
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