It was madness in the library yesterday, it was busy from start to finish. We had the police in and stolen bikes. Lots of people joining and applying for jobs. The unfortunate thing was of all the people joining yesterday not many wanted books, they wanted the computers. At the moment we do feel like a job club, CV’s and job applications, people desperately getting their job application quota in so they are not sanctioned. In a small town like ours it’s heartbreaking watching people so desperate for work and there just isn’t any unless you want to be an agency factory worker. For many people in my area the library is the only place to print and to use a computer. The area is deprived and while more and more services are only available online, not everyone has a computer or the skills to use it. In this climate, libraries are so needed and yet our authority is closing seven. Which is why I had form filling, although we will open longer hours there still need to be jobs for everyone else from the other libraries. It is heartbreaking watching the service being split apart like this. I’ve worked in the library for 10 years and I’m watching people I’ve worked with for so long asking for redundancy because they are so unhappy. The whole dynamic will change and only time will tell how things will be in a months time. So I’ve filled in my form, hoping I’m kept in the library I work in now, hoping my hours won’t be reduced and hoping I don’t get a rota that is completely unsuitable for me.
Watching Most Haunted with Bullet for my Valentine last night with my ten year old. Yvette bores me now as I can’t help think everything is staged but I would so watch the Bullet for my Valentine ghost hunting show. Half way through I went to make myself a cup of tea, while I was stood by the kettle I had a sudden strong feeling of someone stood behind me, before I could turn I heard my name whispered very low and clear in my ear. Husband was my bed, ten year old hadn’t moved from the sofa…..I actually had a little search of the house so clear was the voice. I have to admit I was a little rattled.