Yet again it's my last day of my current contract. time to move on to pastures new and back into good old london. I don't know what's going to be worst. either the 600 miles do every week to get up and back to manchester or the 3 hours every day on the train that i'm just about to do. On a happier note. It's a friday, it's my last day, guess how much work i'm going to be doing
Ian
[Edited by Ianpbaker on 01-12-2001 at 04:10 AM]
