Ok, another update. Some fallin apart done, joy; this is girl-who-copes-and-is-fine falling apart. Not without both the parents collapsing in a useful heap on Friday and needing me to call out the cavalry in the shape of Dave Bullock and two sons as I gently subsided into a mass of helplessness. I now want out. Now. I cannot wait to get out of the country and then eventually hop off to university to live my own life. I'm tired as it were and have had enough. However many years is too much and it all needs to stop.
On the plus side, I did have Mark being cavalry too (in my case a better one since I found out that someone still has a crush on me). So my knight-in-shining armour came and swept me away or somesuch romantic notion. Another plus side is that I've now got some of the pictures back from the Delirious? concert (the question mark IS meant to be there) and there is a lovely one of me and Mark (insert here)
Another plus side is that within 8 days of me pressing that big red button to send off my application I got an offer; fine it's Bath but they obviously REALLY want me, yay someone wants me! Anyway, another week to tackle come tomorrow, back at work (I work Mondays, Wednesdays, Thursdays and Saturdays), seems to be going well. I've still only got the uniform trousers, perhaps the polo shirt will arrive next week sometime. I'm making some lovely friends; chiefly of which are couple Laura and Matt who I now find out are only 16 and 17 respectively. I also find out that Andrew; another new friend who started the very same day I did is not 20-odd but is actually younger than me at 18; same year but still younger; this scared me somewhat; of the younger chaps and chappesses working at M&S, I seem to be the eldest - make me feel old why don't you.
Onwards and upwards as they say (up where?)