Open up emails. There's one from The First Post, a marvellous daily email from The Week, with ten top things you should know in the news. Am marvellously well informed these days.
'Glad Shat prisoners swap underwear.' Ooh, that sounds interesting. Nip upstairs to get headache-inducing glasses.
Oh. 'Gilad Shalit prisoner swap underway.' Not so interesting after all.
Ooh! The Willows Art Gallery! Yes! It's the one I applied to for the admin assistant job. They wonder if I can come in at short notice tomorrow for the day, by way of an audition. Call them immediately. Yes, yes, I can come in! No, no problem at all! They're seeing another couple of candidates this week, they say, but I'm in a shortlist of three, and they're very impressed by my prior experience working in a top London art gallery. Yes!
Oh God. When did I say I worked there? Oh well. I'll busk it. Just remember I have a Passion for Art.