Third night of riots here in the capital, and irritatingly they have creeped south, into my hood, with riots in Peckham and Lewisham, not too far from where I live. This is mainly irritating because it is undoing many months of hard work I have spent trying to convince my parents back home that my hood in 100% safe. But I think a couple of kids in hoodies carrying molotov cocktails maaaay change their minds. Call me crazy.
So London is all excitement as the riots continue, and part of me thinks its hilarious that it all began when all the politicians (Boris, David etc) were on holiday. Apparently they are all "very concerned" and will come back just as soon as their tans are topped up. I think we are all rioting because we can't afford luxury vacations to Italy :p
The good news is I have lots of time inside to work on my dissertation which is ticking along nicely with the first draft FINISHED and a second draft in the works. Had a job interview today so fingers crossed that gainful employ lurks just around the corner... I could probably get a job at a post-looted H&M as I imagine they are strapped for staff these days. Thoughts? Saddest thing I saw in the footage today? A Greggs bakery burning. Oh the humanity! But seriously people. If your bored, buy the box set of the West Wing and GO HOME.
Monday, August 8, 2011
Tuesday, August 2, 2011
August dreaming
Well, I won't bore you with discussion of how long it's been since I last blogged, as this is clear. But come on. I've been on holiday! My lovely sister and her husband came to visit, so we have been trekking about the country, visiting York, Cambridge, Scotland and hte Lake District. Here are the highlights for anyone planning on following in my footsteps:
1) Riding Clydesdale horses on the Lake Districts. Awesome.
2) The drive up to the Isle of Skye. Very beautiful, but take some car sickness tablets first. Up and down and round and round, the roads are mad.
3) Perth. The Scottish version. Small and quaint, and Scone Palace is pretty cool too.
4) York. Do the ghost trail. Do it! And walk on the walls. For some reason its a quicker way to get around.
5) Watching the firemen in Windemere "practice" but pumping water out of the lake, filling up the tanks then blasting the water back into the lake. Time well spent, boys.
6) FINALLY WATCHING THE HARRY POTTER MOVIE. But you could probably do that anywhere.
Anyway, then my sister was in London with me for a bit, so we went to the Kensington Roof Gardens and to the Polo (saw Prince Phillip) so it was all very fun. Thens he left, and I was quite sad.
I spent the last week working tirelessly on my dissertation (two thirds done!), hoping I can get the first draft out by Friday to my draft readers, but it'll be tricky as I am going to a wedding this weekend.... I can be typing during that right?
Then my partner in crime Judith left yesterday, which was sad. Who will I go to gay cabaret bars with now? I am bereft.
The face of London is changing for me. Hmm.
1) Riding Clydesdale horses on the Lake Districts. Awesome.
2) The drive up to the Isle of Skye. Very beautiful, but take some car sickness tablets first. Up and down and round and round, the roads are mad.
3) Perth. The Scottish version. Small and quaint, and Scone Palace is pretty cool too.
4) York. Do the ghost trail. Do it! And walk on the walls. For some reason its a quicker way to get around.
5) Watching the firemen in Windemere "practice" but pumping water out of the lake, filling up the tanks then blasting the water back into the lake. Time well spent, boys.
6) FINALLY WATCHING THE HARRY POTTER MOVIE. But you could probably do that anywhere.
Anyway, then my sister was in London with me for a bit, so we went to the Kensington Roof Gardens and to the Polo (saw Prince Phillip) so it was all very fun. Thens he left, and I was quite sad.
I spent the last week working tirelessly on my dissertation (two thirds done!), hoping I can get the first draft out by Friday to my draft readers, but it'll be tricky as I am going to a wedding this weekend.... I can be typing during that right?
Then my partner in crime Judith left yesterday, which was sad. Who will I go to gay cabaret bars with now? I am bereft.
The face of London is changing for me. Hmm.
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