Steve Evans in the back of the tully. No thanks.
ok lads, my application update.
Sunday - had my 5th interview. Getting impatient as there is is now frost on the inside of the caravan at Kinkell. Calor gas is running low and I need a decision before I buy a new canister.
Taxi down to the Old Course Hotel, and the same driver, now he confuses me with Super Ally and laughs out loud as he says I always thought you were a bam. Aye OK, very funny I say, I might be a bam but I'm not a Zombie. No tip.
So in I go, and ST is there on his 5th Latte. I say to him can you not make your mind up ffs? He says I was unsure but now I'm confused.
ok I say, what happened with Yogi? He says we don't know, we've sent the tapes away for translation.
What about these rumours of Tommy Wright? I know I'm pushing my luck with this line of questioning because it didn't go well the last time.
He says,what the guy who manages St Mirren? No, I say, that's Jack Ross. He says don't you mean Ricky Ross?
I light a fag and the barman looks a wee bit unhappy.
So, Stephen I say, the smart money is on Laurie Ellis. He pauses for thought and I think I've finally nailed him.
Then he says who is Laurie Ellis?
So, I grab the moment and say I'm still available and want the job
He says, can you come back on Tuesday
Another cold night in the caravan beckons
Steve Evans in the back of the tully. No thanks.
Thanks for the vote GB.
To be honest I'm gutted, heading south empty handed. I hope the Mini metro makes it back over the border ok.
I had my last meal, it's tricky doing beans on toast on a primus stove though. I got one side of the toast done when the gas finally ran out. I went to the caravan next door and asked if I could use their stove, some Hungarian guy answered it. I said are you who I think you are? He says aye it's me, Laszlo. He told me he'd been on the caravan site for weeks, had 7 interviews, so I wished him luck.
I've applied at Blackpool...........