Scotland

Off to Scotland tomorrow - will update sometime!

The big giant head

So anyway a few days ago I was rather annoyed, there was no MAJOR reason for this except that outside Canary Wharf Station there was a sculpture that my friends and I nicknamed ‘The Big Giant Head’ – for obvious reasons (it was basically a bronze sculpture of a giant head). The nickname came from the television series ‘Third Rock from the Sun’. This was the meeting point for friends and family whenever we wanted to get together in Canary Wharf, conversations used to go like: “ Ok so we’ll meet round half-past seven at the big giant head!” Silly I know but it was fun.

So the other day I am leaving CW station and to my horror the head was gone and in its place was a… well it looked like constipated Polar Bear – it was all angles and steel. It ruined the whole in-joke as “Hey I’ll meet you near the constipated bear!” really lacks a certain je ne sais quoi (I have almost no French so that may be spelled incorrectly). I finally did locate the head – it had been moved to the side of the Lehmann Brothers building and put on a smaller plinth. When the head was where it was people could lean up against the big wooden box-like thing it was placed on, the Bear just sits on a slab of granite. I saw a child climbing all over it the other evening it was really depressing. Sooner or later someone is going to run into one of the pointy bits. That night I mourned for about ten minutes then fell asleep.

fyi

I got Zim vol.2 yesterday hooray! I am a happy little fanboy I now do dance of joy!

I will have it soooooon!

Then I will be happy once more again (I am happy now but this will be a different kind of happy)

Oh yesssssssssssss! (I know I know sad but really I couldnt care mwa ha ha ha ha!)

Last night

Abbey Wood station just after 8 o'clock two trains were cancelled. It was hilarious, all the people on the platform whipping out their mobile phones "Ah dont fackin' believe it the fackin' trains cancelled, the next one is delayed. You come over 'ere right? It will be quicker!" Things like that, it warmed me to the cockles of my little heart - Africa time on British rail, I was just sitting there laughing quietly to myself.

That said there have been a few times when I have been caught on the wrong side of delayed and cancelled trains, but still I was not in a rush to go partying last night so I was amused *grins*

Bck to work - I feel better already!

Heyyyyyyyyyy it is my birthday tomorrow I am turning [classified] woo-hoo! My parents are over here in the UK so I will have a family birthday for the first time since 2002 great stuff!

Been doing Reading Scheme certificate hand-outs all day today fun stuff! I am on leave next week I need the break I am feeling a little too stretched-out and that is not good. I have a black mood brewing but I hope t will dissapate I am really not in the mood to be moody for the next long while I have had enough of that lately!

Anyway enough self-pity I must buck up and be on my best it is my last few hours of being [classified].

News - A Lambeth Library Service will be looking at one of my poems during a reading group session there. The poem is titled 'Sister Mary Margaret Joyce McTaggart' - it is about nuns. It is on my writing blog - which does not seem to be available at the moment so I can't link to it - sorry maybe next time.

Hang on I've got it here it is: words of mind it is somewhere in there go on look you know you want to! Also in there is a series of short pieces I am working on - the working title is: Morality tales for nasty children.

In other news and more importantly my parents are arriving tomorrow - hooray they will be here in the UK for a whole month it has almost been an entire year since I saw them last. I am so excited I can't wait!

Drinking decaf - it feels like cheating. Am At North Heath Library today acting as a stand-in scale 2+. My head hurts (this is getting to be a familiar refrain) I hit it on a low-flying towel dispenser in the tea-room.

Monday afternoon drag - I think I have lost a friend - Amy took a work-related matter personally I sent her an e-mail explaining the whys and wherefores and havent heard from her she feels betrayed. Life goes that way.

Well back to work - until the next time.

Punched in da head!!!

So Sunday evening (round 21:40ish) I was walking home from the Crossharbour DLR when out of nowhere WHAM! Some arsehole hits me in the back of the head and runs off cackling like the inbred country-joe motherfucker he is. I hope he contracts v.d. and dies horrible as blood-red butt-crabs rip his intestines and scrotal sack to shreds! Bitter? Hell-yes I am bitter!

Anyway the damage: concussion (mild), nosebleed (to be honest this may have been a coincidence but it was too close to be totally sure). ANYway I call the police to make a report, they send officers over who arrive just before 1 in the a.m. to take a report, they asked me if I had been smoking marijuana or drinking alcohol as I was a bit y'know... ummmm sapcy - well I had just been punched in the head, but no no booze or waccy-baccy. They offer to call me an ambulance (cue bad joke of OK you are an ambulance! har har!) I decline but promise that I will get checke dout as soon as I can the next day. Luckily no lasting damage although my sted still aches (the ache was helped along by me whacking my head on an overhanging cupboard this morning at Crayford Library). Luckily this time I have strong pills - the little blue liquid filled ones that look like Matrix props. mmmmmmmmm drugs!

NOTE: Kids don't take drugs, drugs are bad mmmmkay! Except the ones doctors give you to make you all better!