Life's Mystery; Love, Success & Failure

A life story of love, success and failure. A compilation of thoughts and experiences in real life ........

Monday, 7 March 2011

The Review

         To refresh your memory I was treated to the theatre on Friday to see Chicago.  I can honestly say that I enjoyed it immensely in fact I can watch it again.  TRUE!   No special effects just superb stage performances.  Cleverly put together and hilarious everything you can ask for a brilliant night out.   So I will give this a thumb's up and will be recommending to the public.  If you happen to be looking at going to the theatre and not seen this yet, well please do give it a go.

          Aside from that nothing very exciting happened over the weekend.  The band at the local was neither good nor bad really.  Wasn't that busy but most of our friends were there so we made the most of the evening.   Please come back again for my story.  Thanks for popping in.

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Friday, 4 March 2011

TGIF Again!

     So looking forward today, my weekend is extended!   I'm being treated to see Chicago musical in London how cool is that!  I'm so excited I woke up early this morning before 5am.  Can't wait to get ready and just hit the road but that would be silly because the show is not until tonight.

    I shall let you know the outcome sometime this weekend or if I don't get a chance to write I'm sure will find time next week.  Will have the same busy weekend I suppose without the rugby, they're not playing until next Saturday.  Skiing will probably be on.  I can't really keep up with the schedule of sport program.  I'm one of God's hopeless creation for remembering sport!

    Anyway I hope you all have a good weekend.  Thanks for dropping by come back and read some more of my stories later pleeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaassssssssssssssssseeeeeeeeeeeeeee... Tah.

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Thursday, 3 March 2011

The Job

          When I started that morning I wasn’t really sure what was expected of me.  I was sent to follow Roy around to show me what to do.  When Isabella told me in my interview that the job involved doing everything she meant “EVERYTHING”.   There was only three staff me, Roy and Deidre the breakfast lady.   So we all have to muck in specially me and Roy to do everything.

            In the morning as early as 6.30am Deidre comes in from Monday to Saturday to serve breakfast until 9am.  Then it was our turn to cover breakfast if we still have some guests left or any walk in customers. When the coast was clear we started clearing the rooms, check out usually between seven and nine.   We would then have tea break around eleven and if all the rooms were done we then clean the pub and restaurant to get it ready for lunch.  Since the place was open all day we also check guests in, answer the phone, check internet bookings, clean, wash linens, iron and whatever else it was that Isabella wanted done.  The best way to describe the morning was absolute and utter chaos.

            The afternoon was a lot calmer. Not a soul in site so I got a break between three and six. Roy usually just sat outside smoking just in case somebody comes in.  At this time I could really do with the break I was very exhausted, as soon as I got in my room I dived into my bed and had an afternoon nap.  I felt much better having the nap which became a habit afterwards.

            Evening work was very different from morning.  There was more interaction with people.  Guests started coming down for their evening meals, locals came in to have a drink before heading home for their dinner.   Mr Ted popped in for a drink and chatted with the locals.  I didn’t get much chance to speak to him as I was very busy.  He waved goodbye and promised to be back sometime later.   Isabella was a little calmer and getting ready to do her evening shop for food supply (she did her shopping at night to get good bargains). We were quite busy that night so I had to help Roy in the kitchen cook, wash up and serve.  I was running around like a headless chicken trying to serve and please everyone.

            Just when I was getting a little order in the place Isabella came back from shopping it was just a little after nine.  She entered the room in a jolly good mood greeting everyone like her best friend.  She was so different from the woman I saw in the morning.  I then helped Roy unload the shopping in the kitchen and cellar.  I saw Mr Ted in the bar as I came back up from the cellar being served by Isabella.  He’s had a change of clothes and shower which made him look a lot better, I thought.  We chatted in between service and he stayed until closing time. It was hard work and long hours but I enjoyed myself at the end of the evening I did hope for it to get easier though.  I slept right through the night for the very first time. 

            Please come back and read my next story.  Find out what Isabella and Roy are like. Thank you for reading.

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Wednesday, 2 March 2011

Annoying Neighbours!

    Christ I've been listening to a loud head banging techno club music since seven this morning! I can't work and write please beam my neighbours up Scotty! I think they are having an exteded party from last night. Only god knows what they've eaten because I definitely don't want it at this time of the day. 

   Can somebody please give any suggestions to stop the noise.  I tried asking them to turn the b****y music down but ignored me.  I can't concentrate with my work. Oh hang on the music stopped! Could this be a result? Nope here we go again......... I so not want trouble today so wish me luck! Hopefully I get to finish my next story.

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Monday, 28 February 2011


           Wednesday 1pm I received an unexpected phone call from Mr Ted.  When his name came up on my mobile my heart beat accelerated I wasn’t expecting his call until after six because that was the time we arranged for him to pick me up.  I said to myself that if he was to cancel or change the day I will decline the offer and not go ahead with the job, I was still reluctant to work for Isabella.  It was the opposite Mr Ted had finished early and would like to pick me up sooner.  I texted him my full address to program in his sat nav and promised to be there in an hour or so.

            I rushed packing and waited for him.  An hour had past then I received another call from him explaining his sat nav got lost.  I presumed that his sat nav wasn’t able to tell a one way system so we’ve arranged to meet up by the pub without realizing that I’ve only seen this man once and very briefly.  I did remember the blond hair and blue eyes however I thought he’s a little taller than last I seen him perhaps because I was wearing my trainers and not my high heel shoes. As I approached a big smile of relief was quite obvious in his face, so was mine I think he recognized me instantly.  It was like a scene of two long lost friends meeting again.

            On the way back I tried to get as much information from Mr Ted about the village and the people I’m going to work for.  He was very pleasant but only answers my questions without elaborating things.  I made a point of telling that I find him quiet, big mistake!   As we got near the village he drove me around the area showed me his family’s house, friend’s farm and took me to meet Frankie his horse.  When we got to my work place he offered to take me to the local pub that night to meet the village folks which I gladly accepted. 

            The pub was busy that night and everyone knew him.  I got introduced to so many people I didn’t remember a name at all.  Everyone was very friendly and accommodating however I felt a little awkward as all eyes on us.  I found out later it was the first time he walked in the pub with a lady friend for three years.   Someone no one knew.

We eventually got a chance to sit down when my phone started beeping with text messages.  Just for a laugh I showed him what was on the message.  It was my flat mate asking me if I have a boyfriend.   He told me to text him back to say “no, but he’s working on it”.  I took it as a joke and didn’t make a fuss.  I had no intention of another relationship at the time.  The wound from my past was still fresh and soar. 

We didn’t stay very late that night due to me starting work the next day.  I had a wonderful time with him and sensed chemistry between us.  It was the first time I truly enjoyed a male company for a while.

Please come and read what happened on my first day at work.   Please leave a comment and share your life experiences. Thank you for reading.

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Fun Weekend!

            Hello everyone great weekend we had a double whammy.  England won against France then Wales won against Italy in Six Nations Rugby, how cool is that!  England is heading to a grand slam of this season fingers crossed. 

            Brilliant band played at the local on Saturday night.  Guess what I’ve been sensible ... or not, ha!  Then my partner’s mum cooked roast dinner yesterday I felt like I was on holiday.  I didn’t lift a finger over the weekend, loooooooooveeeeeely.  I’m sure suffering with lazy Monday syndrome now after all that.  See you all soon in my next story.  Happy reading.

Friday, 25 February 2011

Memorable Day

           Since I didn’t sleep well the night before I got ready quite early to meet Isabella the next day.  She however didn’t get out of her bedroom until after 9am.  I was still oblivious of my fate up until now.  She hasn’t given me indication whether she’s taking me on.  When she finally came down she insisted for both of us to have breakfast and talked about things unrelated to the job at all.  Meanwhile she was telling Roy what to do in between mouthful. She then got up left me again and didn’t see her until after 12pm.

            The pub was quiet only one or two customers came in during this time.  I can only assume they were locals.  They were wearing dirty work clothes which I believed to be either builders or farm workers. I have to admit everyone I met was very friendly.  They spoke to me like they’ve known me for a while.  I can only imagine this is village life. 

            Isabella finally turned up by this time I was already anxious to know if I’ve got the job or not then get a move on.  She asked me for more information about my rent agreement told me about the wages and notice required on both sides etc., etc..  The money wasn’t good and the hours are long but I needed a job and place to live. 

            While we were discussing about my living situation a customer came in.  He was wearing black work polo shirt with building company logo, braces designed as a tape measure attached to his jeans and brown boots. When he ordered a pint of cider I was introduced to him as the new member of staff.  I was a bit surprise because up until this moment I wasn’t told I got the job.  I had to make a quick decision and made affirmation to the gentleman. 

            The gentleman was Mr Ted.  He quietly sat by the door and listened to the conversation which at this time became an open discussion as Isabella has a habit of speaking loudly enough for all to hear.  Mr Ted moved by the fireplace after getting his second pint.  I was mesmerized by his light blue eyes and very friendly deep voice.  I felt so rude that I was almost staring at him but I didn’t think he noticed.  We were trying to work out my travel plans for moving in when he kindly offer to pick me up from my flat 40 miles away.  I asked him how much he would charge and said “nothing” but I insisted to rather pay so he just said “a tenner (£10) will do”.  I had to ask him twice just to make sure he’s for real!  His petrol will cost a lot more than that.  It’s hard to imagine anyone doing such a thing anymore in this day and age.

            All in agreement we’ve exchanged numbers and arranged time and day.  Isabella offered to drop me off the bus station which I gladly accepted.  On the way to the station  Isabella briefed me about Mr Ted.  In her words “he is nice just recently separated from his partner and he likes to drink”.  My answer to Isabella “he was only helping me move in....”

            Please come back and read what happened next.  Do leave some comments and share your true life experiences.  Have you been in a similar situation?  Thank you for reading.

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Thank God It's Friday

           Yes indeed!  Just want to share few thoughts before I get on with my next story.  Thank you for the support and comments I received from you all.  Please do continue reading. 

            It is Friday and planning stuff to do for the weekend already.  England and France playing against each other on Rugby Six Nations tomorrow, that means a day out to the pub woop, woop!  A band will be playing down the local so after rugby will probably go for a bite to eat, get washed and ready to party.  Sunday is a chill out day for obvious reason I will quite possibly be suffering with massive hang over from the night before (I meant the early morning, ha!).

            I hope you all enjoy your weekend spending your days with family and friends.  I only have one suggestion have fun, fun, fun, fun, fun and more fun!!!!!!   Get it?!

Thursday, 24 February 2011

The Interview

           Due to my lack of finance I pursued jobs offering positions with accommodation and possibly no bills.  Well after a couple of weeks of hard work, web surfing, non-stop telephone calls and continuous chasing of prospective employers I finally got lucky!  I managed to arrange an interview for Sunday 40 miles from where I was staying at the time.

             Thinking how much money I have left (not a lot!) I answered to job advertising for general assistant in a licensed B&B.  It wasn’t ideal but knowing that I am running out of money and time I managed to convince the lady  at the other end of the phone (which I found out later  was a man who sounded like a woman-quite embarrassing I know!) that I was the right person for the job.  I was invited to the most extraordinary and unforgettable interview of my life.  I can still remember it like it was today.

            I didn’t have a car so I had to take a bus, train and taxi to get to this interview.  The place was located in a tiny village with no public transport running frequently.  It looked very tired from outside with massive two and a half acre garden, restaurant, function room and eight en-suite bedrooms.  Hesitation crept in while staring at this old building but desperation got the better of me and decided to give it a try.

            As I opened the door it brought me to an open bar, fire place on the right with one elderly gentleman (which later on I found called Chuck) quietly sat by the fire with a pint of beer in his hand somewhat a little unusual appearance with messy gray hair wearing bright yellow coat, dirty old trousers and wellington boots.  Next to him was a middle aged couple having a drink which appeared to be waiting for their meals.  On my left the restaurant with laminate wood flooring and a fish tank looking like it could do with a good clean as you can barely see the fish swimming if they’re not already dead.   I was greeted by another elderly gentleman in his smelly green coat which appeared to be the landlord but wasn’t.  Roy was pleasant and soft spoken with the familiar voice - it was him I spoke to on the phone.

            I was waiting for about ten minutes when a lady in her mid-sixty wearing a bright pink wellington boots, garden gloves, scruffy raincoat and messy blond hair turned up speaking and swearing on top of her voice in the middle of the pub in front of the customers.  She was Isabella the owner.  She spoke to me briefly, explained the job in simple terms “doing everything” then asks me to stay overnight to see if I like it and instructed Roy to show me around. I didn’t see her again until an hour later.  She left me to get on her tractor and mow the back garden!  She then came back and told me to mingle and disappeared again.  There wasn’t a soul in the pub except Roy the bar man smoking outside! I was left on my own wondering what I got myself into.  

            Please come and read my story again and find out what happened after my interview.  The names of the people in my story have been changed to protect their privacy. All events are my true and real experiences. Please leave a comment and share your true life experiences.  Anything like this happened to you before? Thank you for reading.

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Wednesday, 23 February 2011

The Journey

          Not long ago I had everything I could possibly ask for, family, beautiful children, money, nice cars, house and business.   Then one day I woke up and they’d all gone!  I lost my business and the house.  I got separated with my children and my husband of 15 years to whom I’ve given my unconditional love and devotion has cheated on me.  Everything I had seemed to disappear overnight without my control.  I’d like to believe that I tried to do everything to keep them all together but it was too late for life’s realisation.  The mistake I’ve done in life is just unthinkable for any normal person to even comprehend.  I can only hope that my love ones can forgive me in time.  

            The journey begins here.  I had to try another life.  A simple life a lot less complicated.   They say life begins at forty so I have to give it another shot.  Get a job, live somewhere else where no one knows me and use my other name for a new beginning.  I had it all planned out but with little money in my pocket I have to do it very, very quick indeed.  A woman living on her own in this cheap shared accommodation in the middle of council state is quite daunting.

            My computer is one of the few little luxury in life I have left and I was on it day in day out searching for work.  Work with possible accommodation thrown in to get me out of the situation I was in.  This way I can possibly save my wages if I don’t have to pay rent and utility bills.  However, there aren’t many jobs that advertised with accommodation except for hospitality. I know its long hours and very unsociable because I’ve done it before in the past, but it will do.  

            After thorough search, patience and perseverance the power of internet performed a miracle, I got my first interview!  Hope started to flow in my veins again and the prospect of a new life has given me positive attitude towards life.  I can look forward to living again.  So if you say the journey of life begins when you were born I can only perceive that you are yet to start your journey.   Your journey of life begins when you realise how good life is and how good life can be only you can make it happen.   Mine begins here ...

            I hope you enjoyed reading this.  Please do come back and read what happened to my interview.  I have met the most amazing people in my life.  Please leave comments if you can I am very interested in sharing your thoughts about my experiences. 

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