<$BlogRSDUrl$>

2,000 hamsters can't be wrong.

11 June 2005

Harrassed by the Police 

Yes, can you believe it; we were just minding our own business(es), trying to cross the road when a bobby grabbed hold of us and held us back. I mean, really! Just because some rich bitch and her whole court drove past in their fancy limousines! The nerve! We were standing there saying "I have a feeling we're supposed to know who these people are", but then we couldn't be arsed to found out. The fact of the matter was that we were off to see the wizard and the queen's guard, but by the time the high and mighty had driven past the whole trooping of the colours were over and we'd only managed to spot a few horses and golden hats. So we gave up and went to Oxford Street instead, hoping to beat the crowd, but no. This city is of course constantly bustling with people. Our flat not included. The noise outside it is, though. And we don't mind! This is the scary part. There are trains ever three minutes, buses, cars and lots of people everywhere. What the English call double glazing isn't even close. And yet we don't mind! Someone must have dropped us on the head. The view is spectacular (as views usually are). From our (fridgeless) flat we can see the Needle, the London Eye, the BT tower, the Millennium Dome and quite a few other landmarks and highrises. Pretty amazing.

I'm off to do nothing. Our stuff hasn't arrived yet and the lettings agents should be shot and hanged for not doing their job, but it's Saturday and we've got Freeview, so there.

Current track: Nothing.

Labels: ,

Comments:
Been busy clubbing the mobile way with your ipod or similar while waiting for all your stuff, have you? I understand that Liverpool Street Station is a real hotspot for mobile clubbing and it’s not too far afield, is it? Just kidding!

On a serious note: While waiting for your washing machine (or even if you haven’t got one) you’re well advised to tread carefully if you plan on availing yourself of laundries in Hackney. Posters are said to be popping up on their walls with the following warning “Anyone leaving their garments here for more than 30 days will be disposed of”

And while I’m at it, beware of London cab-drivers too. They may be holding a grudge against Norwegians. The other day two specimen of that race tried to get into a London cab after a pub crawl. One tried to open the driver’s door and when becoming aware of the mistake stuttered in confusion “ Sorry, in my country the rat is on the other side” Aug
 
Post a Comment

Free counter and web stats This page is powered by Blogger. Isn't yours?

All text except quotes © 2003-2013 Schizoid / Lonyc Productions.