Friday, July 02, 2004

Their faces shone and they were gone and I was left alone. I walked these ancient empire streets till I came tearful to my home. And when I woke next morning, I vowed to play my part. I've got a socialism of the heart.

Hanoi - go on...gis a job

They say you can't keep a good man down.

Well this average bloke isn't going to be sh&t on from a great height either.

B*llocks to it.

So I've just written 14 pages directed at the good people of Hanoi as to why they should, and indeed must, give me a job. I'd all but thrown in the towel earlier in the week but the realisation that firstly I had no plan B and secondly this is what I truly want has galvanised me.

I've included research pointing out that PR and fundraising is one and the same, I've included references, there's ideas of future fundraising plans, there's a modicum of begging (please employ me, please please please, I'll be dead good, honest).

I've even outlined a weblog plan so that the trainees taught thanks to sponsors money, can keep their own diary of development on the web and their benefactor's can check on their progress and post their own messages of support.

Note to self - stop telling all clients about weblogs and how cool they are. It's becoming predictable.

So anyway, if it still all turns to sh1te then at least I had a go at it. No giving up from me. Vietnam remains the dream. And if it doesn't happen then I'll press on with my plans anyway. I guess VSO will work out for me one day, it'll just take a little time and this way at least I get the chance to prepare properly.

In the meantime I need to put the house up for sale. And if there's a gap between selling the house and VSO finding me a post then I'll just have to go travelling. (Shucks).

I reckon a couple of months hammock dwelling on a beautiful Thai island is the perfect preparation for working my nads off for VSO.

Life on a Thai island. The hammock in the foreground is my own - and I miss it.

Life's still great. And the world is still my oyster.

And it's the weekend.


Love, light and peace,


I saw two shooting stars last night I wished on them but they were only satellites. It's wrong to wish on space hardware. I wish, I wish, I wish you'd care.