28th March 2006, 03:17 PM
I am delighted to learn that, contrary to my previous understanding, there are numerous potential employers clamouring for my services, as an, (ahem) middle aged[:I] (I prefer the term Late Youth) second career type person.
Having given up a well paid job to study the subject I love full-time, (instead of driving milesafterwork in the evenings and weekends to study and practise), but not having a pension, savings or any other income to keep me going except the support of my partner, I feared that an existence of stacking shelves in supermarkets up to and beyond retirement would be the price of my two year's indulgence. Not so, it seems, my grey hairs* and gnarled old limbs will be no more a hindrance than a lack of many year's circuit hacking - provided I can happily undercut the pink-cheeked cheribic young scamps of course, and consign them to the supermarket.
*Not really. Full head of glossy dark hair!
We owe the dead nothing but the truth.
Having given up a well paid job to study the subject I love full-time, (instead of driving milesafterwork in the evenings and weekends to study and practise), but not having a pension, savings or any other income to keep me going except the support of my partner, I feared that an existence of stacking shelves in supermarkets up to and beyond retirement would be the price of my two year's indulgence. Not so, it seems, my grey hairs* and gnarled old limbs will be no more a hindrance than a lack of many year's circuit hacking - provided I can happily undercut the pink-cheeked cheribic young scamps of course, and consign them to the supermarket.
*Not really. Full head of glossy dark hair!
We owe the dead nothing but the truth.