I told Mr Seahorse about your new contract and the Monday start, and he suggested the exact same plan of action as I did, before I told him what I'd suggested. So know that you are desired drinking company always. Before summer's out seems about the time frame with all life's competing priorities. (I really must figure out when my next uni term begins ... so that I don't nominate a day where I have a 10,000-word paper due or something.)
Good news, we might be on again for next week! The drinking Gods have smiled on me and the contract appears to be cancelled!
I new it was going to be a jinx to talk about it before it actually happened. I spent almost two days getting all the paperwork they requested sorted out, and even spent £50 getting the contract checked for IR35 compliance. Then I signed it yesterday at lunch. The useless agent called me this morning and told me the client thought the daily rate was £130 less than what the agent had told me! For a company who seemed to be dying to have me start Monday, they now have changed thier minds.
Of course, since this is coming from a recruitment consultant, that story is most likely a pack of lies and they have found a person who will work cheaper. Unfortunately, contracting is like buying a house in England, people can do all kinds of underhanded craziness before the final exchange and nobody can sue anybody. I'll just have to pretend I haven't wasted 3 days and £50 dealing with this and keep looking.
Beers next week?