One or two things

I have a job! Actually, I have 2 jobs which is fantastic. Now, if you pop into my local, the delightful Sexton Arms, you may be able to catch a glimpse of me (behind the bar for once) on a Friday or Saturday night. Failing that, if you are really keen, for about 20 hours a week I can be found wearing the very green shirt of our local Somerfields supermarket and processing all your items through my till. Isn't life wonderful? Mind you, all this means that I have money coming in to save to buy my visa and plane ticket back to be with my lovely fiance*. Oh, speaking of which, isn't it amazing how many absolutely dreadful wedding dresses there are out there? I bought a magazine the other day and of the 934 (it told me, I didn't count) dresses in there I liked a grand total of 3 well enough to think that mmmm maybe. Most I was indifferent to and about 10 were laugh-out-loud bloody awful. Why anyone would want to wear something like that I have NO idea. No idea at all. *whose name, by the way, is Graham.