Back to life, back to reality

For the past six or so months I have discovered, albeit belatedly, the pleasures of blogging about my main passion - cricket. During this time, I have started this blog, been employed as a writer (unpaid) for World Cricket Watch, submitted posts to Pongo Cricket and discovered the joys of Twitter.

Some of you will have noticed that the frequency of my posts have been fairly prolific. That is, in part, down to the fact that I am in the first flush of life as a blogger. However, that is not the main reason.

For the past six months due to internal politics and typical french inefficiency, I have been employed (or under-employed) as a sales director in a department with nothing to sell and no team to manage. I have as they say in France, been stuck in the merde. No one seemed to mind that I was being paid to do effectively nothing except blog on cricket, listen to music and lose some lard in the gym. I suppose in some sense I have been a paid cricket writer, which considering it is my dream vocation has been a pretty good gravy train to be aboard on.

 
However, all this is about to end. On Monday I am supposed to be taking up a new role in the same company, where I really will have a lot of work to do. That is if they can find me a desk (shouldn't three months notice that I am coming be enough?), actually confirm my promotion in writing (still waiting) and press the necessary button to approve the transfer to the new department (again, isn't three months enough notice?). Being a french company, there are lots of meetings, masses of prevarication and no actual decisions.

Trust me, if Ricky Gervais had worked in this company then he would have had enough material for ten series of The Office. But enough of my travails, what does this mean for my blogging?

Well, once the actual transfer goes through and I am happily(?) ensconced in my new role, it means that I will become a normal blogger i.e. one that has to fit submitting posts into their out of work activities such as looking after my family, sleeping and defecating. I fear that my prolific output to this point will be drastically lessened.

But before Shane Watson and my other targets for ire rest a little easier, I am determined that I will keep the dream alive of being a properly paid cricket writer before I retire and before England win an Ashes series in Australia. So that gives me about 30 years then...  

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Pity that...just found out about your blog! :)

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Dont worry there will still be plenty (albeit less) rants and rambles!