Moved in
I'm at an internet cafe down the street from our new flat and I only have a few minutes left - it's 50 pence for 45 minutes. That's pretty good because some of the other places I saw down by the Victoria underground station were 1 pound for half an hour.Anyway - we're all moved in!! Our flat in Finsbury Park is officially ours. We forked over an obscene amount of cash this morning to the estate agent in exchange for the keys. We made our way down there and met the landlord - he seems nice enough but said not to call him unless it's an emergency, and if it's that then maybe call his right-hand man instead. Hmm!
After that, we called the gas, electric, water and telephone companies and changed everything to our names. That was easy enough except for a lot of being put on hold.
Then we walked up the street (or down, I'm not sure yet) and went to the 98p (pence) store and got some cleaning supplies! It's like the dollar store, only 98p instead. When we got back, we put our rubber gloves on and got to work. HD and I practically bleached the entire flat - at least we know there are no germs.
After that was done, we went to Oxford Street again and bought some other supplies from Marks and Spencer. I got a pillow, mugs (which is being returned tomorrow), glasses, and a kettle. We have nothing to make tea or coffee with, but at least we can have a nice mug of hot water. :D It's good for you!
Now we're here at the internet cafe and I have a few minutes left to load this up. When I get back I'm going to organize my room, take a shower, and go to sleep! I lost the coin toss with HD for the better bedroom - so for the first 3 months I'm in the slightly crappier one and then we switch. I can't wait for the internet though! And a radio! I wish I could post some photos but I'll have to wait until our flat is hooked up.
Okay - maybe I can write again tomorrow. Two interview/meetings for potential jobs also tomorrow - hopefully something will work out and all this doesn't go bust. Things to still do: register with Job Centre Plus and get an N1 number, getting a bank account, and getting a job.
posted by RC @ 2:39 PM
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What's wrong with your mug? :)
England, Half English
My mother was half English and I’m half English too
I’m a great big bundle of culture tied up in the red white and blue
I’m a fine example of your Essex man
And I’m well familiar with the Hindustan
Cos my neighbours are half English and I’m half English too
My breakfast was half English and so am I you know
I had a plate of Marmite soldiers washed down with a cappuccino
And I have a veggie curry about once a week
The next day I fry it up as bubble and squeak
Cos my appetites half English and I’m half English too
Dance with me to this very English melody
From morris dancing to Morrissey,
all that stuff came from across the sea
Britannia, she’s half English, she speaks Latin at home
St George was born in the Lebanon, how he got here I don’t know
And those three lions on your shirt,
They never sprang from England’s dirt
Them lions are half English and I’m half English too
Le-li Umma le-li-ya, le-li Umma le-li-ya,
Le-li Umma le-li-ya, bledi g’desh akh! le-li-ya
Oh my country, what a beautiful country you are
- Billy Bragg
We didn't read the sign properly at Marks & Spencer and thought the mugs were 3 for 2GBP. But no! They're 3 for the price of 2 and each mug was 3GBP - so that's like 6GBP we spent on 2 stupid mugs. That's why they're going back - we picked up two more for a pound each. :)
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