Ah, the economic recession. An apt and well timed excuse for Monkeypie to return to Cyprus. I've not really thrown myself into the job application thing after my few rejections many months ago, so when the offer of reinstating my post as architectural technician/general dogsbody came back up in Cyprus I went for it.

Here I am. 6 hours in to my first day after arriving at 4:05am this morning. T'was an interesting flight, the cliche screaming toddler in the row just behind, the old boy who needs to wrestle with my seat back to get up and down (frequently takes advantage of this power) and the emergency aisle seat next to the toilet, so I get queues of bladderly-challenged folk practically sitting on my lap to access the loo. At least I got to see Monsters v Aliens, which was surprisingly good.

So, there we go.. despite getting a first for my thesis, it just wasn't enough to bump me up overall so I am a 2:1, MEng, employed. My tasks today included filtering the tap water and disposing of cockroach carcasses. I have swine flu Laryngitis so answering the phone in Greek is off. The advantages of ill fortune again. Must make the most of it all!

Oh, 3rd prize in the bridge design thing- 250 pounds, job done. Bish Bash Bosh.

Since I last wrote: I have been to Istanbul. I have graduated. I have moved copius amounts of shite and belongings back to London. I have moved 25kg of this shite to Cyprus for the foreseeable future. I have waved off many friends. I have promised many things and not started them yet (I've been away for a while but my tendency to procrastination is still alive and well). I've spent an evening drinking free wine, the next day throwing up.

I've decided to apply for jobs worldwide.

In all the above were mini adventures that I had thought I ought to write about but it's never as good when you've had too much time to reflect on the event and have mentally ironed out the creases in the details.

Hopefully I'll have more adventures to share during my exile stay in Cyprus...