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A few years ago I decided to start a new career as a performer. I used to be a biology teacher but couldn't face walking around in a white coat all day teaching children who didn't want to learn. Actually it wasn't so much the children as the system cause I think all children want to learn - they just don't all want to learn in schools. Anyway I now work as a Life and Executive coach. Work is perhaps not the right word because it never feels like work. I just love to see people grow and change. I love it when they peel of the layers of limiting beliefs and find their true self. And I make some great frends in the process. I've re-discovered my writing and have published two poetry books and now working on 2 CDs, a novel, a book of short stories and talking to someone about a collaoration on a film script. That should keep me busy for a whild. Oh and I do bellydance.
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Friday, 27 March 2009

Full House

Last tennant moved in yesterday. There's a bit of an odd story behind this. Three of the rooms were let very quickly then of course there's been this gap since. Quite a few people came to view the last room and although they all said they liked it no one came back. Last week I decided to do a new advert as the previous one was looking a bit tired. Within hours of going live on Spareroom (on Thursday 2.30 am) I had a call, by the end of the night I'd got a viewing with another booked for Saturday; again the person said he loved it, even promised to bring his deposit to secure it at 7am the next morning - but didn't. Then my friend came round on Friday night and I asked her- casually - to have a look at the room and give me an opinion as to why it wasn't going. The first thing she noticed was the Jean Michel Jarre album cover I'd got propped up on the bookshelf as dressing 'Why on earth have you got a skull in the room?' she exclaimed, and for the first time I noticed that there was indeed a picture of a skull overlooking the room. 'Have you any idea the effect that could be having subliminally?' The skull was promptly removed and on Saturday morning the room was taken. All week I've been inundated with calls from others who had seen the advert and wanted to know if the room was still available. What do you make of that? So if you've got a room to let - beware the sublimnal messages. The house feels complete now.