Poles apart: From PhDs to Pirouettes

Some of you may (or may not) know that recently things have been going, well, a bit Jo. Work is stupendously busy and I'm not entirely sure what else is happening (and even if I was, I wouldn't be telling you about it). During a late night discussion with Will yesterday, he compared my personal life to a natural disaster* and also made a prediction for my future:

"You may be miserable, but you'll never be poor, bored, or badly dressed"

Oh well, you can't have everything, eh? ;)

*_{Actually, that's not quite what he said. It was: "Jo's life is like: the sky falling in, and only then, when you're running for cover to escape the blue chunks of sky, that you realise it's the ceiling that's falling, and there's a whole world above", but that seemed less snappy than a generic natural disaster. Thus my personal life can be described as a natural disaster with footnotes.}