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Getting involved with Armaleggan and the folk scene in general has re-awakened my need to make music again. Over the last couple of years I've been gradually amassing bits of musical techy bits, MIDI controllers, amps, effects pedals etc. To be fair, I haven't really done much with them other than dust them off every few months, have a quick tinker and them put them back to bed again. This weekend that all changed...

It all began last night when I got a text from an unknown number. At first I ignored it. Then, after the second message, I decided to respond in order to let the person know that they had the wrong number. This seemed entirely reasonable to me as I wouldn't like them to think that they were being ignored by a loved one. The conversation went as follows (all sic):

Yesterday, 17:05 (unknown): Think i no dem not sure x

Today, 08:44 (unknown): Babe miss yu soo much want you wid me now x :(

Today, 13:34 (me): You know what. I really think you've got the wrong number.

Only a week to go at the council now, and it concerns me that my todo list is actually getting longer rather than shorter. It amused me once again that I'm apparently someone who doesn't have any specialist skills, yet there was a meeting with eight people in one room trying to figure out how to cover my part time job. I really had hoped to have a little time to create a blogspot module for Drupal before I started my new job so I could hit the floor running, but that doesn't seem likely now with the amount of work I need to do.

So... it's all change once again.

Due to an internal restructure at the County Council my job no longer exists. Well... It's a tad more complicated than that, but the net result is the same: I'm moving on. Happily it was a very short job hunting process. Out of the several jobs I applied for I got offered two roles and decided to go for a job as a PHP Drupal Developer for www.webcurl.co.uk.