I love living in London. I hate it too, but most of the time I love it. I moved here a year and a half ago and I still ponder the transition from my starting off point, from Stoke – On – Trent to here, in London Town. I’d always wanted to live in London, and like many brooding younglings, I dreamt of running away to it’s embracing bright lights and promise of adventure. I remember being 15 and my coach driving past London on the way back from a school trip to Disney Land Paris. I wondered what the lives of teenagers living here was like and took comfort in the fact that I’d get here eventually. Plus, I had my new Aaliyah cd to listen to when I got home, so it wasn’t all bad.
Now I am in London I do try to enjoy it as much as I can. It’s expensive but if you look around there is always something you can do for free, and I am very fortunate to have a few friends who work in radio, one being my house mate Beave. Sometimes we get complimentary tickets to go to gigs which is always nice, but they always seem to happen on the week before payday so we can’t really make a night of it and eat and drink out etc. Still, free music. Not complaining.
I work near oxford circus which is tourist central and so, made for entertainment. Just avoid Oxford Circus tube station at rush hour. Eurgh, And always grab the free paper. Avoiding eye contact is harder than it looks. So is turning a page on a moving tube train whilst standing, but that is another blog entry.
Recently a few of my closest friends have moved down south, so I have become very spoilt in the amount of time I get to see some of my most favouritest people. One of which recently got married, which gave me an excuse to take a trip to Florence, Italy. Get in. I will write about that shortly ( I admit I am fashionably late in reporting these things, but as they say, a good girl keeps a diary, a bad girl doesn’t have time) It was also one of my friends birthdays and we all got to catch up after the excitement of the wedding. Here is a picture of us drunk on prosecco –
I do enjoy an ironic duck face now and then.
I also got to touch base with my friends sister who is in a band called toochi which was lovely, as I used to go to their gigs when I was at university. I made them flash the old business card as I have a slight obsession with them.
I work in marketing don’t you know? I do actually have a business card. It is also pink.
In other news, it is London Fashion week and my, haven’t the streets been a cat walk. I’ve seen some amazing outfits tottering around in heels on Oxford Street. As well as the usually overly dress dandies that usually loiter out Top Shop. I will try to get some pictures for you, its just rather hard to take a picture of a stranger and not look weird.
I have also become slightly obsessed with some blogs. There really are some creative sorts out there and it is nice to be able to bask in a pool of talent. I’ll make sure to share more linkys again soon, including some history sites. I never knew there were so many secret history buffs out there!
Anyway my darlings, have great evenings and don’t do anything I wouldn’t do ( which isn’t much)
Love, love BP Xx