Round up on General Madness
5 weeks of Gib was good relaxing fun. I can honestly say it was worthwhile from a personal point of view. However, zero work meant that I was keen to get back to Blighty before my notice period set in and I became stranded on the rock twiddling my thumbs over the Christmas period. I handed in my notice and got a job secured back in London. My last day was the 30th and Chris the dev manager had a nice chat with me where he said he'd like to get me back to Gib once they get their act together. I'd like that too. Sometime...
Flew back to Gatwick and when I arrived it was raining so hard, I thought I was in deepest Russia or some other strange dark place. Arrive home, quickly get ready and go out to meet Greg and Slavka at the Academy for the Ian Brown gig. Had a pint, meet them in the crowd and then left before the end as his voice was terrible. I mean it was shocking. Chill out at Gregs and home late. Next day, I woke early, did all my admin, timesheets and the like, bought a new phone, got my sim activated and all that jazz. Did some shopping in the west end and met Deb and Mike for lunch. In the evening, I went to Katies house party in Clapham North. Met up with Dan, Greg and Slavka. At the party, Marie, Simon, Tom VH and a host of others were there. It was a cool party and get suitably trashed until the early hours on Sunday. The following 2 weeks were a blur of going out, party, trashed. I was making up for lost time in Gib. Other highlights include, Scatch coming to London, getting trashed with Craig in Balham, An Ale Team meeing, Bowman's last session at Dare, our Hatton v Mayweather party, having sushi with Gill, reuniting with the relentless crew at LG's, Miranda's "non"-party, party at Waterloo and watching a load of footie on a Sunday in a pub on Acre lane when all I wanted was my bed. Oh, and I saw Newcastle finally win away at Fulham with Tom P. It was freezing but well worth it to see the boys pick up a clean sheet and an away win at Craven Cottage - makes up for the wet and miserable defeat I saw there under Sourpuss.
Dad suffered from food poisoning and he wasn't well at all. He's better now, so I should really try to see him in the new year. I will need to be in London over Christmas as I have volunteered to work 3 nightshifts at one of 8 temp Crisis shelters for the homeless. Hope to find out soon if they accepted my application and where and when I will be working. Apparently I have to do 3 shifts in 7 days. About time I topped up my credit at the moral bank.
On a personal level, the calm and peace I felt when I left Gib has been displaced by the usual madness and full speed action that I have come to expect from London. Although I feel tired, I also feel like I have the tools to manage it better now.
Flew back to Gatwick and when I arrived it was raining so hard, I thought I was in deepest Russia or some other strange dark place. Arrive home, quickly get ready and go out to meet Greg and Slavka at the Academy for the Ian Brown gig. Had a pint, meet them in the crowd and then left before the end as his voice was terrible. I mean it was shocking. Chill out at Gregs and home late. Next day, I woke early, did all my admin, timesheets and the like, bought a new phone, got my sim activated and all that jazz. Did some shopping in the west end and met Deb and Mike for lunch. In the evening, I went to Katies house party in Clapham North. Met up with Dan, Greg and Slavka. At the party, Marie, Simon, Tom VH and a host of others were there. It was a cool party and get suitably trashed until the early hours on Sunday. The following 2 weeks were a blur of going out, party, trashed. I was making up for lost time in Gib. Other highlights include, Scatch coming to London, getting trashed with Craig in Balham, An Ale Team meeing, Bowman's last session at Dare, our Hatton v Mayweather party, having sushi with Gill, reuniting with the relentless crew at LG's, Miranda's "non"-party, party at Waterloo and watching a load of footie on a Sunday in a pub on Acre lane when all I wanted was my bed. Oh, and I saw Newcastle finally win away at Fulham with Tom P. It was freezing but well worth it to see the boys pick up a clean sheet and an away win at Craven Cottage - makes up for the wet and miserable defeat I saw there under Sourpuss.
Dad suffered from food poisoning and he wasn't well at all. He's better now, so I should really try to see him in the new year. I will need to be in London over Christmas as I have volunteered to work 3 nightshifts at one of 8 temp Crisis shelters for the homeless. Hope to find out soon if they accepted my application and where and when I will be working. Apparently I have to do 3 shifts in 7 days. About time I topped up my credit at the moral bank.
On a personal level, the calm and peace I felt when I left Gib has been displaced by the usual madness and full speed action that I have come to expect from London. Although I feel tired, I also feel like I have the tools to manage it better now.
posted by The Widdler at 14:23
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