Update from my new UK hood
Hello there all, yes I'm alive and now not homeless in dirty old London. Finally after 3 weeks of looking at hell holes in my price range I have finally found a decent place in Kennington and been accepted. I have suffered many rejection because I do not own a plasma screen or a large DVD collection. I was naive and thought my humour and wit would get me through, how silly I was, it's all about stuff. I have a job at Kings College in the city doing all sorts of monkey tasks for them eg av,photography, photoshop jobs,digital screenings, 35mm screening, video conferencing, etc, whatever they need doing in those areas really over the 4 campuses,. I'm told the pay is over the average wage, so I'll get by just like all the other bums.
I have been living in Wapping in my cousins apartment, which is right on the Thames and is very posh, I was the live in house maid but fell in love with the coffee machine which has created a bad addiction I need to over come, also they live right down from the Borough markets where you stuff your face with fantastic goodies such as brownies, cheese, choritzo, venison burgers, German cakes. So my 8 weeks of unemployment and homelessness haven't been too bad really, I've done all a tourist can really do on the mega cheap, I guess i should live it up now, cos i wont get that time back.
Two nights ago i was on the tube when a police officer got his head stuck in the doors where his neck was being squeezed and his eyes looked like they were going to pop out, so a group of us in the carriage were trying to be human jaws of life while screaming abuse at the driver and control dude to stop the train and release the doors, then i was about to jump up on their shoulders and give him CPR but we managed to wedge another foot in the doors so he could breath just. It
took the engineers about 6 minutes to kill the hydraulics so he could get out, very bad design. At first i thought we were all going to witness him being decapitated by the tunnel, but we stopped the train in time. That story got me some beers that night.
I've seen more NZ people here than in NZ and caught up with all sorts of people from the past which has been great. We are doing a roller disco mission 2 next weekend if any of you are up for it, no previous skating skills needed, but it does make you look less unco. i would recommend only a few drinks, just for a little confidence and painkill. I accidentally pulled down a girls short skirt when i wasn't watching where i was going (by perving at dude with excellent floor skills) and ended up flying down the ramp and grabbed onto the first thing I could see (which was a short polka-dot skirt) and pulled it down round
her knees, she wasn't happy, her boyfriend found it amusing though.
Not sure exactly what the xmas plans are but Spain was first in line with Morocco but people are trying to persuade me to go for snow. The price will be the winner.
Really enjoying this city but not the black bogies, harsh water and the scum you wipe off your face each day. I do crave to go back round Europe and do it all again, but I guess I have to do the slog for a bit and clock up some pounds, then bugger of again. If any one plans to come over, please give me a call.
OK hope you're all well, laters.
I have been living in Wapping in my cousins apartment, which is right on the Thames and is very posh, I was the live in house maid but fell in love with the coffee machine which has created a bad addiction I need to over come, also they live right down from the Borough markets where you stuff your face with fantastic goodies such as brownies, cheese, choritzo, venison burgers, German cakes. So my 8 weeks of unemployment and homelessness haven't been too bad really, I've done all a tourist can really do on the mega cheap, I guess i should live it up now, cos i wont get that time back.
Two nights ago i was on the tube when a police officer got his head stuck in the doors where his neck was being squeezed and his eyes looked like they were going to pop out, so a group of us in the carriage were trying to be human jaws of life while screaming abuse at the driver and control dude to stop the train and release the doors, then i was about to jump up on their shoulders and give him CPR but we managed to wedge another foot in the doors so he could breath just. It
took the engineers about 6 minutes to kill the hydraulics so he could get out, very bad design. At first i thought we were all going to witness him being decapitated by the tunnel, but we stopped the train in time. That story got me some beers that night.
I've seen more NZ people here than in NZ and caught up with all sorts of people from the past which has been great. We are doing a roller disco mission 2 next weekend if any of you are up for it, no previous skating skills needed, but it does make you look less unco. i would recommend only a few drinks, just for a little confidence and painkill. I accidentally pulled down a girls short skirt when i wasn't watching where i was going (by perving at dude with excellent floor skills) and ended up flying down the ramp and grabbed onto the first thing I could see (which was a short polka-dot skirt) and pulled it down round
her knees, she wasn't happy, her boyfriend found it amusing though.
Not sure exactly what the xmas plans are but Spain was first in line with Morocco but people are trying to persuade me to go for snow. The price will be the winner.
Really enjoying this city but not the black bogies, harsh water and the scum you wipe off your face each day. I do crave to go back round Europe and do it all again, but I guess I have to do the slog for a bit and clock up some pounds, then bugger of again. If any one plans to come over, please give me a call.
OK hope you're all well, laters.
posted by Damen at 9:08 pm
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