Actually, this time, the railroad. And only Kevin. He is on his way to London for an interview at The Nautical Institute. Some weeks ago he saw advertised in Seaways the position of Chief Operating Officer at the NI. As a bit of lark, never for one moment thinking he’d be considered, he sent his CV and a brief (very brief) covering note. And out of the blue last week he got an email saying he’d been shortlisted, and could he attend an interview at noon today. So I dropped him at Gateshead Stadium metro station at 6.30 this morning, all in his best bib and tucker and wearing his USB cufflinks (thanks, Katrina), carrying his presentation, laptop and iPad and his very expensive train tickets. So that’s one possible job. Also possible is a job in Perth, if Woodside ever make a decision (the job isn’t with them), and Luanda, in Angola. Kevin didn’t ask for either of the latter two, he was asked if he was interested and of course he is. I am not sure about Luana – the most expensive city in the world in one of the poorest nations, go figure. It would be great to come home to Perth and by far the easiest option. The Nautical Institute would mean finding somewhere to live in London (definitely not commuting from somewhere like Crawley), and all the upheaval a move within England would entail. At least going back home to Perth it would just be moving lock, stock and barrel. Luana – well someone else would be paying and you know the O’Neills, never miss an opportunity to go somewhere else!
After two days of solid rain, it is clear this morning but cold. It is midsummer, but colder that Perth in midwinter. No wonder the Brits think Australia is God’s own country. Come to that, most Australians think that, too.
On Saturday we went to the football. Michael was working (at Gosforth Racecourse) and Gateshead was playing Hartlepool at the Stadium so with one eye on the weather (it was mizzling when we went out) we set out for the fifteen minute walk to the other side of Asda. The rain held off until very late in the game, and Gateshead romped to a 5-3 win against the Monkey Hangers. We chatted to two young fans about Australia (was it burning hot, they wanted to know), enjoyed a glass of wine each at half time, and managed to get home without getting too wet. Nothing beats a live game – I’m not a real fan of any kind of ball game (except tennis) but I’ve been to the AFL and the rugby (usually as a guest of someone’s corporate hospitality, which is even better) and to the football (soccer to you lot) in Crawley and now Gateshead. And hopefully, on Saturday, I’ll be watching Newcastle play in a friendly against some European mob whose name escapes me, in St James Park – holy grail of all Newcastle supporters. It’s only £5 for seniors, and we won’t have to pay for Michael because he’s going to be working there all afternoon, selling food and drink to the faithful.
And that’s today’s news – I don’t know how long it will be before Kevin finds out whether they want him or not, but you’ll see it here first, whatever the result.