Hello, Bristol

Sometimes, life can surprise you. Less than a week after I quit my job and moved out of my lovely house in Plymouth, I was offered a job in a cinema in Bristol, and timing being truly excellent, my sister’s flatmate had just moved out and was looking for someone to sublet their room for the next six weeks. After about two years of job hunting and getting nothing but Christmas contacts and the job I’ve hated for the past 13 months, the timing really could not be better and I’m reminded that on...