Some days, while chipping away at this block called life, it feels as though I have the world's smallest chisel.
But today I managed to knock off a huge chunk. Not only did I receive three travel commissions from NZ I also landed my first ever British freelance gig - a profile of an iconic deli for the Bristol Food Magazine. Noice, as Kath Day-Knight liked to say.
Now if I could just land a few more of these puppies, I could kick the horrid day job into touch earlier than its December demise.