On Monday I had to call the care insurance; we bought a new car at the weekend and I needed to change the policy. When on the phone the operator, a cheerful Geordie named Rick who teased me about the Tigers beating Newcastle United on Saturday, asked if there were any other changes to our policy we needed to make, occupation he suggested.
'Yes', I hesitated, 'my employment has changed'.
'Right', he responded, 'I have you down as a Public Relations Officer, what are you now?'
I paused again.
Hesitating, I wondered whether I should say 'Writer', what I am trying to become, except I haven't been paid for a writing job yet.
Rick cleared his throat. The pause had been too long. He tried to be helpful,
'Try and think of key words and we will come up with the closest match'.