It would be a lie to say that I’m not enjoying the time off work. Although, staring at the computer screen for hours on end looking for jobs, applying, altering CV’s to suit, e-mailing etc etc is a necessary downside. In related news, I’ve had my second appointment with my coach Polite Linda today. I… Continue reading The hunt continues.

I’m lucky, I guess. Lucky that I live in a relatively rural area and that my local Jobcentre Plus is amalgamated into the recent post-fire rebuild of the community centre. Perhaps all this means that my expectations for my first time “signing-on” were exceeded. From the tales of others I had expected to wrestle my… Continue reading Tracksuits and trainers.

So, a couple of days into my new jobseeker lifestyle and some productive stuff and things have been accomplished. For one, I have consumed what is sure to be an unhealthy amount of tea; English breakfast naturally. Other than that some hours have been spent updating my CV and writing a couple of variations based… Continue reading Tea total? 45.

On Saturday morning I opened the postbox, sifted through the fast food and home improvement leaflets and found a brown envelope that looked at least vaguely important. Turns out it was my P45 and a letter containing a breakdown of my redundancy pay. Statutory of course; the bare minimum but not a penny more. After… Continue reading Postbox P45