in passing...

A brief update for those who care or those that ended up here accidentally. We came very close to getting evicted from our flat, but life is vaguely back on track and our name is still above the glorified bedsit's door. I feel it would be wrong to say that it's something we're overjoyed about because I've been to bigger toilets, but it's nice not to have a big red cross against your name. So fear not, any/all fan mail can still be received.

I just wanted to list all the things that have annoyed me recently:

- It was a joy to see that they do have Nandos over here, but an absolutely travesty to learn that they don't do bottomless drinks. Thus losing Nandos' USP.

- For the first two and a half months of us living in the glorified bedsit we didn't have a cooker, we received $150 in compensation this week. That isn't even enough for a sausage roll.

- I am now so desperate for a job I've been applying to become a car-washer and still I receive nothing back.

- The guy downstairs left his front gate open, revealing a washing room that seemed to glow ethereally, he's recently moved out and clearly doesn't use it. We are left to lug our smelly garments to the dingy alcove that calls itself a Launderette on Smith Street (think Hackney before it was cool and just full of the mentally ill, but on the up and about to become mildly cool. I was on Smith Street the other day and there was the woman sat at the bus stop, everyone that walked past she bellowed "HELLO!" to and every man that walked past she screeched "YOU'RE MY PERFECT MAN!". Incredible stuff, but I digress)

- I just looked at the cinema listings and 'Fish Tank' is a new release. I could've sworn I went to see it at least 4 years ago.

Anyway, onwards and upwards...