Welcome Mr Bond.....we've been expecting you!

We're back in good ol' Brissie.

After two months of living the unemployed highlife, we've been brought crashing back to earth by entering the dredge that is the world of work. We've both signed up to an agency who have got us both work straight away.

Clare's been shipped off to a government agency do all sorts of admin work for a reasonably good wage. I got shipped of to a hospital to work in their research dept for some extraordinarily dull work (but exceptionally good pay - Who said that public sector work pays nowt?!?). I was told by the agency that my contact at the dept was (and I promise you, that this is no lie) Monique Callander!!!! Now, put on a slightly french accent when saying this and I thought I was going to be working for a bloody former bond girl or something!

I arrived at my destination and asked for Monique. If Monique had been a former bond girl her best years had long disappeared. A short lady with the voice of a male biker, my perception had been shattered and she had one hell of a lisp that really required an umbrella when she spoke.

Meanwhile, on day two of Clare's work, she already got herself on a training course!!!! Unbelievable. A tourist with a days experience and she's already got herself integrated into the company. She really is amazingly good when she gets into work. I'm predicting that by the end of next week she'll be offered a full time position and the end of the month a place on the board.