Yes, I have found it. I will no longer be a girl about town in Edinburgh, not that I ever really was, but instead a girl about Berkhamsted and or London. This of course means I’m moving back home, which will be interesting to say the least.

My wonder job, is Account Executive (Social Media) at Propeller Group, which probably means nothing to most of you, but rest assured is exactly what I want to be doing. I went in for a trial day and can confirm that everyone is lovely and I’m not just saying that because they may be reading this.

I start on Monday 14th June and before that I have a hectic week of traveling all over the place. Tomorrow, Saturday 5th I’m off to Istanbul for several days with my parents. Then on Thursday, I leave Istanbul and fly to Edinburgh, changing in Luton for a couple of fun filled hours.

Once I arrive in Edinburgh at about 9.30 have to meet up with Annie, who will be somewhere in the city…. and who incidentally will have had a similarly complex journey.

Then I have  a fun weekend of fun, frolics and manic packing with Annie, before getting a train at 2pm on Sunday… and abandoning Annie in the city until her flight in the evening, I’m sure she’ll cope, she’s tough.

This should all result in me getting back to Berko station at around 7.30. Probably very tired and grumpy.

Then it’ll be up bright and early to catch the 7.59 train from Berko… I am now the owner of a season ticket. My Name Is Hilary Gray and I am a Commuter.

So unless fate or ash-cloud intervenes there are my plans for the forseeable future.

I must go now… packing calls.


Yes that’s right, I’m on a mission albeit a fairly tame one, to try and get all of youse to join my facebook group of joy. I started doing this for an interview task but it’s a nicely relevant fb group for most of my friends. Namely Career Advice,  most of us are at that stage where we’d accept any advice going.

If you don’t want to join or indeed even if you do, it would be lovely if you could recommend it to those who may find it of use. It could be a really useful tool if it gets out to the right people and you my darling friends are providing a public service my helping it on its way!

…. there is no such thing as hyperbole!

Anyway here is the link, please join and pass it on:

Is Election 2010 (part 1?) finally coming to an end? It’s beginning to look that way, however to be fair it was beginning to look that way at this time yesterday (16.58) and look what happened then?

I have returned to my position of the 6th that this election is a poisoned chalice, but one mixed with a bit of hope that the Lib Dems will curb the worst of the Conservatives cut mania, as suggested by the wonderful @DrEvanHarris earlier today. And hopefully the AV referendum.

My very exciting day today has consisted on News 24-ing, whilst reading the Highway Code, I feel sure that this will lead to a very amusing failure of my theory test, where I argue that AV+ is a form of road marking.

I had a brief telephone interview with a rather nice chap … not going to give any details here for fear of jinxing it, but I have been given a task to complete by Friday.

Today also my Mothers Birthday, however she seems to be avoiding me. We talked for about 10 minutes this morning before she scuttled off and now she is only communicating via text. Maybe she doesn’t like my present?!

I thought it was very tasteful…

Yes, I ‘m aware that it’s 4am.

I’m trying to get my sleep pattern into a form where I can stay awake for the results coming in tomorrow night, which probably means that I will sleep through the last day of Labour. I am sad about this.

This is not me. I do not look that nice when asleep.

It feels vaguely like I’m failing in my democratic duty, even though this is due to my massive nerdiness and need to watch the death of liberalism accompanied by a live news ticker and various different swingometers.

Must remember to buy booze on way back from polling station, I refuse to watch the Tories win sober. I shall also be making politically themed fairy cakes to soften the blow.

Well it’s the election tomorrow. I’m gunning for a lib-lab coalition that will bring about electoral reform and mean the Tories will never be in power again, but sadly neither Labour or the Lib Dems seem all that keen on power-sharing and I’ve a feeling in my waters that it’ll be a minority or even, heaven forbid, a small majority Tory Government.

My only consolation in this is the words of Mervyn King saying that whoever wins this election won’t hold power for a generation due to the cuts they will have to make. So I suppose I have to weigh up the ‘short term pain for long term gain’ and also of course live through the cuts.

I live in a Lab/Lib marginal, I am still slightly conflicted. I most likely going to vote Lib Dem, as I agree with more of their policies, however our local Labour MP is a lovely, slightly old school Labour and he’s voted against most of the Labour bills I object to.

Away from election news, although really, reading election news that is all that I have been doing for the past month, apart from the wonderful week of ash! (which has crept back in the last few days)

I’ve sent off more job applications than I can count, both London, Edinburgh and if I see anything good,  I’ll even go for the places in between! This of course means I have absolutely no idea where I’ll be living in the next couple of months. I’m not particularly liking this state of flux, I just want some stability, damn you!

I’ve started yet another fitness kick… how mundane is my life?! I may have already given up in fact. (on the health kick, not my life)

As promised in my last post I have returned to blogging in the calm that has followed the end of EdTwestival.

Twestival itself went really well. We raised over £3,600.00 and apparently sold out! I spent a long time tending to the duck pond and now have about 25 rubber ducks that I don’t know what to do with…we’re considering letting them free in the water of leith!

I made the snap decision to come home for Easter on Wednesday night and got the train down on the Thursday.

Cat and I then realised that the boat race was on and we took a fancy to go and watch. Which of course entailed a long journey from east to west London some of it by foot and some in the wrong direction – we’re a bit lame at the whole directions thing!

We finally made it to Putney, which was lovely, busy and yah-rific! We got candy floss and beer and then wandered along the Thames until the race started. The actual part of the race we saw went past pretty quick. Oxford were winning at that point but cambridge bested them in the end.

After the race we headed to the hummingbird bakery in south ken for tea and cakes, then made our way to Chelsea, where we pottered about for a while before heading to Belgo in coventry garden/ 7 dials for dinner (where incidentally the waiters dress like monks)

Easter Sunday saw the resumption of my chocolate eating, but my efforts over lent seem to have weened me off a bit.

We went to the chilterns food festival in great missenden, where I once again dined on free samples!

Then in the evening there was a fun night of reminiscing and mojitos with anna and Lizzy.

That’s all for now. I’ll update on the rest of the week in a more efficient method than via iPhone.

Sorry I’ve been neglectful of late. I’m sorry to have to say this but I’ve been cheating…….

……with the EdTwestival blog. Penning odes to rubber ducks and telling tales of bands on journeys of discovery. Don’t know what I’m on about? get over here and get a ticket to EdTwestival while you’re at it!

Since I last checked in I have become a radio star, well that’s probably an exaggeration, today I was on Radio Scotland’s Radio Cafe. Which was one of the most surreal experiences of my life, especially as the people I was talking to were all over the place, I was in Edinburgh, the host was in Glasgow, Abi who was being interviewed with me, was in Ipswich and Krystal who was on the phone from San Francisco. You can listen again here.

We’ve had some good coverage for Twestival in the Skinny, the Scotsman and a competition for tickets in the List.

Donations of time, effort, money, prizes and booze have been flooding in. Thank you Edinburgh for your generosity.

When I next check in Twestival should be over and we’ll get back to my life as a topic of interest.

On Thursday I had a sip of the worlds oldest Whisky. That sip alone was probably worth £100! I was helping launch the Morlach 70 years old on behalf of Gordon and MacPhail for Platform PR who I worked for in the summer. It was a great event, held at Edinburgh Castle, on what was thankfully a sunny day. Everything ran really smoothly and we got some really good press coverage.

I spent a long time with the photographers who got some really good shots, like these-

Jeff J Mitchell, Getty Images

Jeff J Mitchell, Getty Images

As well as working for Platform with the Whisky launch I’ve worked two days at Crimson Edge this week. I know I’m a PR slut! It’s been really good so far. I’ve got to do a lot of writing which is great, just what I wanted to be doing. All different sorts of styles as well, a press release, some profiles and converting a list of ingredients and vague instructions into recipes.

I’ve also made a great friend there, she’s called Twiggy, about 4ft tall, likes to lick my legs, nudge me whilst working and attempt to eat my tissues!

The wonders of social media allowed me to pose a question to  Joe Rospars from Blue State Digital the guys behind Barack Obama’s online campaign and now representing MUST, the Man United Supporters Trust, the men with the green and yellow scarfs.

Twestival news-

It’s all going very well, we’ve sold 108 tickets, which is the second most of all of the Twestivals, damn you London, running miles ahead! Worryingly San Francisco are lurking a couple of ticket sales behind us. This Twestivalling is bringing out my competitive side. Click to get a-hold of tickets and find out more.

I’m still incensed about the strategy review. I keep being drawn into the debate as more and more people speak out against it. Also I don’t think I have ever agreed so many people on the online comments pages of newspapers.

However one thing has been upsetting me a bit and that is the constant suggestions that other parts of the BBC should be cut, from James Purnells suggestion that the daytime BBC Two schedule should be cut, which was at least original.

Although unnecessarily cruel to what is quite possibly my favourite TV show “Pointless”, it’s like family fortunes in reserve in that you have to find the most obscure answers rather than the most popular. My flat’s love for it runs deep- we make a point of watching on iPlayer

Hmm back to the point – To the almost constant suggestions that BBC Three should be cut, destroyed, merged with four. Or that Radio One and Two should be scrapped as they compete with commercial stations. Or what if find really quite unacceptable from 6 music listeners, the suggestion that radio 3 be scrapped, more than any other station they are our stable mates, home of eclectic music that has no real commercial competitor for the majority of its output.

I propose that instead of suggesting areas to cut, we refute the fallacy that cuts are necessary. The strategy review isn’t intending to make savings.

It is clear to everyone that this is pandering in advance, to the Tories and the commercial rivals, leading the charge of both of these, as he has effectively written the Tories media policy, is Rupert Murdoch. If the BBC feels the need to pander to anyone it should be to the license fee payer, not their rivals. In the good times did the commercial rivals have pity on the Beeb and throw it their breadcrumbs, did they heck?!

I’m glad to see that there is an Early Day Motion in the commons to save 6 Music and the Asian Network, I’m glad to see that my MP has signed it, that could be the deciding factor in my vote!

I also enjoyed this article by Libby Purves, effectively telling the BBC to grow some balls!

It is now Thursday 4th March and  since last Thursday I have been back and  forth from Edinburgh to London more than is strictly necessary. I had to be in London at 10.00 on Saturday for an interview, but I had the wonderful Twitchicks networking event on Friday night. So it was  a good excuse to take the sleeper down to London, half practicality and half romanticism. More on that later.

Twitchicks was a great event, meet some new people, got some advice for this blog and fun was had by all. Some more than others I think from the reports on Twitter the next day. Sadly I had to leave earlier-ish to get the aforementioned sleeper.

Twitchicks number 3 on TwitpicTwitchicks number 1 on TwitpicTwitchicks number 2 on Twitpic

Thanks to @keelingoverkaz for the photos. She’s the one who isn’t in any pictures!

Now onto London. The sleeper gave me a fairly good nights sleep, albeit with some very dull dreams which took place in my carriage. Such as the epic dream where Sam asked me for hand cream and the always exciting dream where my dad phones me and I shout at him.

Arrived without any incident and was woken with a cup of tea, I know how to travel in style. Spent a good amount of time in the toilets at Euston, making myself look pretty. The interview/Assessment day was great fun, we had to prepare a pitch for national non-smoking day and tweak our message to deal with constant emergencies, such as the election being called the next day, and both parties wanting to repeal the smoking ban!

All in all a good day! Of course it is at this point that my carefully constructed timetable blew up in my face. It was 5.00pm, my train was at 6.00pm, but there were drinks after and I wanted to get some quick networking in and talk to @tommalcolm one of the founders of Twestival to see if I could pick his brains about EdTwestival. Well you can all see where this is going, through a mix of my own stupidity, works on the tube and an unprecedented amount of tourists at Piccadilly Circus, I missed the train, the LAST train.

Not only did I miss the train, I missed it by seconds, I was on the platform and they wouldn’t let me on. And as it pulled away I slid down a pillar in Kings Cross and looked much like this woman! (I had shoes on though)

So after much running around, seeing if I could get a train to Glasgow- no, checking if there was a sleeper- no. I ended up spending the night in Berkhamsted, sadly not in the bosom of my parents, as they had left that very morning to visit me in Edinburgh, making my need to get up there all the more urgent.

Finally made it out of town on what was seemingly the only train going north out of London that day. Made it to Edinburgh only to head  straight to Glasgow for dinner. I had an interview in Edinburgh on Monday and I have some paid work experience lined up for March, which may hopefully lead to something more.

Monday also saw a venue confirmed  for EdTwestival, we will be at the brand new venue Ghillie Dhu. It’s a gothic masterpiece, a former church (what else) in the west end.

Tuesday of course saw me heading down south again. But not before an early morning Twestival meeting at Lewis Communications, located handily right behind my flat. I got a lift down south with my parents and I’d forgotten quite how far it was was, or how long it took.

Wednesday I got a chance to breathe, a surprise visit from my Uncle Bernard passing through en-route from Copenhagen to Sydney, life’s nice in the jetset!

Today I was largely concerned with EdTwestival, writing a draft press release and looking at our lovely new Avatar.

All of a Twitter