You'd think I was making it up - but I got home at about 8.20pm tonight to find what looks like 3 bullet holes in the glass in the corridor door plus spots of blood and the flat next to ours has had its door bashed half in. It took 9 minutes to get through to the local police station and then they said they couldn't tell me whether it had been dealt with already but someone would phone me back if there was any danger. Greek techno has just started upstairs. There is some sort of jean michelle jare or however you spell it going on on the ground floor and here are Pooch and I in the middle. Pooch dignified the situation by eating camembert on proper cheese biscuits, which I'm grateful for. He is a point of sanity to which I cling in an otherwise mad world.
Who needs CSI when they've got stratford?
So am DEFINITELY ringing the agent tomorrow to see if we can move out sooner.
As a result of all this knitting done = nil. Understandable I feel in the circumstances! However, I have started counting stitches in time with my heartbeat to help go to sleep. Knit one takes 2-3 heartbeats. Purl takes about 3. I'm doing a 1x1 rib at the moment. Might try a 2x2 tonight just to spice things up. That's if I do sleep tonight. We'll probably all be murdered in our beds.
Ah, the south africans downstairs have started their mating calls to the women of the neighbourhood. Life is complete.
4 comments:
Dear god Lix you definately need another place to live! I've just finished watching CSI myself (an addict I'm afraid) but we rarely get that kinda action.
Hope you sleep well, or just sleep at all!
Fi x
Knitting is cool, but it sounds to me like you should move to a new neighborhood. I agree with Scarlet Princess on that!
By the way, what's "CSI"?
Also, how familiar are you with these blogging tools?
Bolg Explosion,
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LOVE, Peal Dragon
P.s. Let me know if you move or if you find a better way to build blog traffic, o.k.?
reading this post reminds me why I left Streatham for the joys of the North. It's great up here Lixie - come and join us sometime!
Hiya, Reminds me when I used to live in Kentish Town and everyone thought 'how cool'. It wasn't. Not where I was anyway and it was before it changed and became hip. Drunken parties, noisy neighbours etc. were the norm and my stress levels were through the roof. I totally understand, so make sure you call that estate agent and move on. Life is too short to put up with that crap.
Love my link on your blog! I'm starting to play around with links and stuff. And the hairy hotty was my DH in case you didn't read the reply I left.
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