Starting Again

Today is Friday 13th unlucky for those superstitious folk who allow themselves to become so paranoid it effects their behaviour.

For me today is a long day of dehydration and sleepiness. Saw the Script last night in Camden. Very good band amazing vocals and music but a bit limited with their crowd interaction. Of course this could be due to my slight intoxication or the fact the lead guy spoke with a mind boggling thick Irish accent. Definitely worth seeing even if you don't know much about them. The tunes will not disappoint.

A weekend in London is ahead with the stimulation and excitement of the city at my beckon call. The problem with London can often be the sheer amount of activities available to you becomes overwhelming and inevitably leads to minimal activity through lack of being able to make a decision. The beauty of London is not in the overcrowded tourist attractions although Leicester square still creates a buzz which resonates from the pit of my stomach. The true beauty of London to an outsider such as myself is hidden away in the nook and crannies. The random side streets holding and almost hiding a wealth of culture, creativity in its simplest and purest form.

I have found/heard of a few of London's less well known 'hidden gems' and intend to frequent these more and write about them. This weekend is playing host to a parental visit which can often instantly create a dreaded fear and scurry to clean up the mess of everyday living and build a pretence of domestic goddess status. That was all completed in the last few days. Tonight is the time for a few drinks to ease into the arrival and weekend of no doubt arguments, laughs, difficult/awkward conversations and some random tales to bring to the office on Monday morning.

I will update on the activities and thought provoking events of the weekend upon my return to normality.

btw i'm Eve.