Put it behind you........

Many times, people hear my story and say,
"Oh, Veruca, why don't you just forget about it? Put it behind you."

Yes.
I could point out that these same people have not invented multi-million dollar technology for which they have nothing to show but threats and gratuitous insults.

More to the point, when I have the opportunity to re-enter the regular working world at an appropriate level, I get so choked up with fury that I have to act.
So I conclude that to 'put it behind me' would be to put my life behind me.

The fact is I should be a rich man, retired even, living the international life in Monaco, New York and all points West.

I'm not the only one.
Having recited the circumstances of my search for appropriate employment to a Yorkshire consultant, the response was "My God, you must want to shoot him!".
The Canadian angle? The recruiter just said "Jesus!"
So I get the impression I am just a very stable, patient man.
But a man, nevertheless.

Put it behind me?You mean like this?

Stepping Out.

Just had a most intriguing meeting with some political friends. Quite a pleasant way to suppress the water powered engine,sorry,I meant 'spend the evening'.
Take your pick.
Step out like Joe Jackson,or step out like another well-known Englishman with American connections.

Sunday, Sunday, so good to me.

Off to visit the family tomorrow for a little lunch.
It's a big family.
I am a river to my people.

Hello Handsome!

So I get this call;
from Canada.

There's a job going in Ontario and somebody there thinks I might be suitable.
So I might well be putting on the Ritz!

Springtime for Hitler....

Pinky may clown around....
He may even put on a good show.

But we know who the real producers are.

Flat Out.

Well and truly back. I didn't get another job. Tough titty, boo-hoo.

This man looks like he's been trying to change the gears on a bloody Citroen, judging from his left.