All change... well, in the UK anyway.

Slightly less random an update this time. Read into the last one what you will.

Now then, where are we?

Ah yes. We’ll I’ve now been married for over 6 months (can I get a yee-ha) and sadly I’m still not over stateside with my lovely lady yet (can I get a shucks)

It’s been quiet of late, I’ve heard nothing from the powers that be about my interview with immigration. I’ve a new job that starts in January so our lawyers are seeking to get things speeded up. Although I’ve really no idea how it all works so I’ve just got to hope that things pan out. I’ve a date for leaving my house in Manchester though – 20^th December. I couldn’t put off leaving any longer as my landlord wants to do some work on the house. Apparently there is a new bathroom on its way to my house in the New Year. Shame I’ll never get to use it! My housemate has successfully passed all her tests to be a police officer so she’s off to and we are on joint tenancy. One goes the other too…. So I sit here in limbo. Neither American nor Brit.

I’m shattered after spending the last few days working on a couple of projects that might still fall through…Ah the joys of being a freelancer.

So I’ll write something more interesting soon I promise.