The Rabbit is in the Hole…
After drinking my flying fears away, and drawing Mr. Tigger at the airport (cuz he was the only reasonable person there this morning) I finally arrived in London at noon today. Quite tired and a bit anxious I placed my sore butt on the tube, and headed into Kings Cross where my good friend Johan came to take me pillow shopping.
I must say. This concept is the best ever! It’s like instant mail order! You walk in, flick through a catalogue, punch in the item numbers, swipe your card and have a sigarette while the people pack it up for you and call your number. I LOVE IT! And every guy in the universe should love it too. It made shopping for bedding fun! And it involved computers. Much fun-ness!
Here’s my friend Johan btw. He’s very into getting his picture taken…
Then I had an amazing Chunky Macho Chicken Burger at this place. Lovely little waitress, could speak absolutely no english, gave me the greatest service, so I tipped her 6 pounds… Wich Johan kinda thought was a tad much. And I have to agree. But I felt lovely. And so was she!
Sadly, they did not serve what they say they do in their logo.. Bastards!
But, they had awesome South African made chutney. So I bought a bottle. My kitchen cupboard now concists of instant coffe, chutney and a pack of noodles… I must g shopping in the morning. And that’s easy, cuz there’s a little cute store just around the corner. Never mind the council housing..ha ha, Ghetto is good for the inspiration!
Then, I finally arrived at Will Wyatt Court, my new home for the next three months. Apparently drinking, flight fright and sweat agrees with me, cuz I lost 10 years of my age in an instant. My cute little roomie made my day. Sweetest thing!
And the tired Anne is off to bed… Good night folks! Tomorrow I will buy a rubbish bin!