Iris Print passing dud cheques

[erastes]

Which is an offence, although a rarely prosecuted one.

R W Day received a royalty cheque which promptly bounced, which she blogged about here.  She requests that no-one buys any new copies of her book-and I don't blame her, it seems any royalties are to be royally trousered by Kellie Lynch. Or as a friend quipped yesterday, deserves to be Lynch-ed.

The royalty theft is bad enough but it must be hugely frustrating not to have any response to any communications, I'm so bloody angry about this I could spit. I hope that I never run into Ms Lynch.

Job hunting sucks.  I had to go for my interview at the Job Centre today and how posh!  Where did the job boards go? It's all digital now, with machines like the sort of thing you get in Argos that prints out the details of jobs you can apply for.  However - it doesn't matter how much they pretty up Job Centres they are still filled with the great unwashed.  I guess that includes me now.

Found a job called "FIELD INTERVIEWER." it's in London though, so it can't be that busy.

"And how long have you been a field?"

"What crops have you had planted in you?"

"Organic or not? What's your position?"

*snarf*