Some from a few posts back, during the Baileys rant...here's that story that isn't metaphorical at all, just something funny, well something I would only find funny, and maybe my friend Brynn.
I went to Sainsbury's on Berkley st. (just to let non-londoners know, that's quite posh Berkley st. and Sainbury's is only a grocery store). Anyway, I bought some fruit and was eating it outside of Starbucks still on Berkley st. Then a homeless guy came up to me whilst I was mid-watermelon-bite and asked me for some change, which I sincerely didn't have, except since I was mid bite and thought it was moderately funny that I was eating fruit outside of Starbucks on Berkley st. and was being asked for change, I sort of giggled like you do at restaurants when you're mid-bite and the server asks you a question, and he stood there and sort of laughed as well. I then swallowed and said that I was sorry and didn't have any, and amazingly enough, he said, "oh darling, that's quite alright". I usually get either no response or expletives said under their smug little breaths. Umm...I reminded you before that my life is boring and I have to get my kicks somewhere right? It was a sincere moment though in my phony life full of PR. (not that I am complaining, but I feel like the last genuine dinosaur).
These are some photos of Villa, Martin O'Neil and Chris and I who went west west west Midlands to Bridgnorth to explore the vast country of England. It was lovely and quiet and we found this old church and graveyard.
I feel as though this week is going to go by a glacial pace though. Even though today was super busy, so is tomorrow, and actually so is Wednesday, but mark my words, come Thursday, a slow down. And this weekend?
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