Dear
All, I can do all sporty stuff; sales (but only as an element, not doorknocking purleeze); bar/restaurant/mythical surf shack selling smoothies and the like/ cateringesque; anything to do with words and the twisting of them for personal gain (hence sales); music obviously; brazen schmoozing and PR-ish charming of the innocent out of their wages/pensions; gardening in an informal, blatantly under-qualified way; Palm-reading, Feng Shui consultancy, I Ching and other means of prising the folding stuff from the terminally gullible; other unspecified expressions of chicanery, bootlegging, fraud and non-violent robbery. My CV is nowhere, obviously, and the environment is the thing - so a dullish bar job in gazing distance of the Matterhorn/a nubile horse would be preferable to a well-paid City of London filing clerk post. On-site or close-by free accomm. is a big pull - camping fine if in warm place. I'm asking with a pretty please that you send this on to anyone you know who might know of something going. I'm uncontactable except for e-mail since Mike wrenched all telecommunications from 46B Cotham Road, though if you are especially saint-like (or calling from work) then Mike's old pager is now in my hands: 07666 831197. Many thanks and have a good summer yourselves - Tom P.S. If you go www.turbotrax.co.uk you can listen to all of our tunes for free, on Real Audio and the other, crapper system.
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