Well, it would seem that as Asian Bird Flu is circulating the planet, I got knocked out by British Person Flu. Being sick away from home for the first time was an experience. Well, I suppose it gave me a lot of time to lay in bed and think about things like a new title for my blog (apparently in London one is never further than three feet from a rat). It also helped me realise the value of true friends (who are happy to come over, bring you soup and bread rolls and play monopoly in your living room while you sleep in the next room, if only because being home alone and being sick is just to unbearably lonely!) As lovely as all of my friends here are though, there was still no reaction as lovely as my mom's when I placed my "Mommy, I'm (koff koff)....sick" pity call. Ahhhhhhhh....the reactions that bridge the distances. How lovely!
The new house is working out to be just lovely thus far. Lovely, lovely, lovely! No funny incidences just yet. The only slight problem is that my new flatmate spent a year living in the states (wait - it gets worse) and it may be that her pancakes are better than mine. HOW CAN THAT BEEEEEEEEE?????? I now live within half an hour of central London (given that I catch my connections) and the fact that one of the tube stations i use is on the top five list of the most dangerous in London is very overshadowed by the fact that if you read it backwards it is "Krapy Rub Snif" One just cannot beat that. Ahhhhh...good ol' Finsbury Park (I'll help you a bit with that one).
Apparently many famous people live in this area too. When I asked if I'd be tipping my hat to Colin Firth each morning as I leave for work though, I was told "no" and I'd be more inclined to see the likes of "blah, blah, blah" (Insert names of British TV and soap stars I've never heard of here). I guess I have more reading up on British pop-culture to do. Or not.
You know, I was looking forward to a nice update, but I'm in an internet cafe (being on holidays and all) and there's a skull toque across from me whose teeth look as though they're about to leap for my head. I'm too creeped to stay...
Until later, my friends!
Jo, you're right, there's nothing worse than being alone when you're sick. But it sounds like you've got people to keep you company....mmm! and stocked with soup too :)
ReplyDeleteI'm trying to think of down-home flu remedies, but the only think I can think of is Sussex gingerale which you can't even find in T.O. - only in the Maritimes *sigh*.
I like to read your blog and hope that you are getting better from the flu.
ReplyDeleteRegards from Iceland. Sabina