Today was the day that my apron has officially been hung up, and there was a certain air of sadness hanging over my head as I cooked my final Sunday carvery, pulled faces at Simon as he told me my gravy was too thick, and even stuffing my face with chocolate curly the caterpillar cake only made me feel better... temporarily! (outrageous I know) The job which started as a short-term bout of exhausting painfullness, honking of l'eau de grease each weekend in order to save as much money as possible to go travelling, turned into something that I actually surprisingly enjoyed, cooking didn't need as many bucket loads of my short supplied patience as I originally thought! I've cooked mince pies, steaks, gammon's, fish and chips, and a full Sunday carvery for 200+ people weekly and I feel that's something to pretty proud of! At 19 years old I feel very boastful writing that and boast I may for a couple of sentences! Simmering down slightly (after just eating a full box of maltesers to congratulate myself) with 9 days to go everything is shaping up nicely! A trial pack of my rucksack revealed something amazing- that all my clothes AND my hundreds of gadgets for every possible situation fits in and the best part about it, is that they fit in with EXTRA room, meaning one thing natural to every woman in existence.... SHOPPINGGGG!! And on better news, the selfie stick has been bought and trialed and error-ed, much to my brothers horror, who took to walking on the opposite side of the road to me as apparently I was 'embarrassing' whilst taking advantage of many 'selfie opportunities' at a busy Beverley high street! So now being happily job-less (wishing I was retiring already) and with a busy week ahead of making my final rounds visiting family and friends I thought I would write one last update whilst I got chance. A few people have asked me to keep writing about my adventures as I travel along so I will create a separate section to my blog for that so this will be the last post under the heading 'blogging', however I'm convinced my mother is telling people to ask me to keep writing about my progress so she can stalk me, I mean check I'm ok...! So for now it's over and out! Goodbye Wrawby, hello endless adventures, bronzed beaches and once in a lifetime opportunities and possibilities! E x |