A writer, a rambler?

I have had a small realisation recently. It seems I have tried to write some poetry recently on this, my dear blog. I just reread it and, quite frankly, I thought it was shite. So, it seems, I am not a writer. I am a rambler. But luckily for you, dear reader, I can form relatively coherent sentences!

More rambles to come soon about my adventures this past week. Watch this empty headed space!

Nerves..?

This is the official start date (August 19th 2013) for me in my new job.

I've been here since Friday and have been getting settled, tidy some places, getting my life in order somewhat. Now, it's time to begin the training.

Am I nervous? I suppose I am. I don't feel nervous. I feel excited. I'm very happy to report that my desk is still tidy...currently. I envisage getting work sent my way very soon and the stacks will begin to form then.

Strap in, hold on tight, here we go!

New Beginings...

I have moved AGAIN! I know reside in the picturesque village of Kintbury, Berkshire at a place called St Cassian's Centre. My digs are set up, I have tidied my desk so that I can work here without killing myself, and now I await my training to begin tomorrow.

St Cassian's is a Lasallian (I'll write a post about that particular way of life when I return from my training in Malta) Youth Centre and I am one of a three member Senior Team here who are responsible for the day to day running of the centre, care of the young team of volunteers and any young people who come through our doors, and coordinating retreats for school groups who come here on retreat.

It's going to be one hell of ride! I'm back on the bloggersphere and you'll be seeing a lot more of me in the coming year as I find my feet, settle down, and learn more about this (so far) amazing place!

-SMF