After due consideration, I have decided to embark on a career (yeah yeah, enough of the sarcastic comments) and by process of elimination, it appears that with my qualifications, abilities, lifestyle, etc. It would be best for me to become a [drumroll] secondary school teacher of chemistry.
...Now I know that in the past I have greeted suggestion of this career in what might optimistically be called a lukewarm manner but it turns out on objective consideration to be the best option. Fortunately there are a still some institutions accepting applications for this years course, unfortunately none of them are in Edinburgh.
The money one has to pour into a car seems unending these days so I have done my first home made car repair in an effort to staunch the flood of cash leaving my wallet! It turns out that clamping a baked bean can round a snapped exhaust pipe is actually quite easy, cheap and effective.... and by the end of the weekend, I should know if I can add the adjective 'long lasting' to that list.
So, on to climbing, or lack thereof! Since returning from the golden land of eternal sunshine I have failed pathetically on a number of hard routes while seconding and led absolutely nothing of any degree of difficulty. Writing this is actually making me depressed so I will say no more, except that I am going to Glen Clova tomorrow and if I return without at least having tried an E4, anyone who reads this can berate me in public for being a pansy-assed weakling.
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