now i need a place to hide away.....

yesterday was one of those days. one of those days where the ugly beast that is london rears back on her hind legs and deals you a swift blow to the face.... a wake up call? a smackdown?

couldn't get out of work due to a million little incompetencies of other people, other parasites sucking a living from the mother capital. questions, questions, more questions.

no i can't help you i am trying to leave.......

as i manage to leave she tries to drown me in acid rain, like some irritating half chewed morsel in her belly. public transport is a nightmare as all her minions barge through me, walk into me, try to trample me down..... the smooth flowing of people crossing between tube platforms works perfectly until i approach, when some secret code is activated and i am fair game again and all i want to do is scream I AM HERE!!!! CAN'T YOU SEE ME??! before hiding in the warm, nuturing calm of a wetherspoons pub, with the rest of the detritus mother london no longer loves....

A crisp, cold pint, savoured over an hour, and all is right again. I rise to leave the pub, and if that bitch wants another piece of me i know i will just ( smash her face in with a fu.cking brick )

now i need a place to hide away.....

yesterday was one of those days. one of those days where the ugly beast that is london rears back on her hind legs and deals you a swift blow to the face.... a wake up call? a smackdown?

couldn't get out of work due to a million little incompetencies of other people, other parasites sucking a living from the mother capital. questions, questions, more questions.

no i can't help you i am trying to leave.......

as i manage to leave she tries to drown me in acid rain, like some irritating half chewed morsel in her belly. public transport is a nightmare as all her minions barge through me, walk into me, try to trample me down..... the smooth flowing of people crossing between tube platforms works perfectly until i approach, when some secret code is activated and i am fair game again and all i want to do is scream I AM HERE!!!! CAN'T YOU SEE ME??! before hiding in the warm, nuturing calm of a wetherspoons pub, with the rest of the detritus mother london no longer loves....

A crisp, cold pint, savoured over an hour, and all is right again. I rise to leave the pub, and if that bitch wants another piece of me i know i will just ( smash her face in with a fu.cking brick )