Reality doesn’t bite for me at least. Phil is back to work today. Apparently, he had a treacherous time finding the new office, so let’s hope he’s not rethinking this whole London thing by the end of the day. Who puts an office in Welwyn Garden City, anyways? I think they should relocate to London. I’ll have to note that issue for next years Christmas party or maybe they have a summer BBQ.
Apparently, BBQ’s are all the rage in England. Yesterday was a bank holiday – one of two in the month of May alone. We were so kindly invited to a BBQ yesterday by a friend of mine’s fiancée. He is one of the few people we know in London, so we happily agreed to meet up with him and his work colleagues in Archway (which, according to Guy, is the other side of the planet, but not all that far from where we are). I’m happy to say we survived without trying to keep up drink to drink with the Brits. I say Brits lightly, because of the 10 or so of us, only 6 were born and bred Brits, which fits in perfectly with the 40% of London in habitants that are from other countries. The hostess was so welcoming and, once again, I have to comment on how absolutely friendly everyone is. I didn’t take any pictures. I didn’t think that would be very cool of me. I was equally impressed with their full size fridge and dishwasher. Something I have yet to see anywhere else. And as the music from the gangsta, next-door neighbours surrounded us and the neighbourhood cats scurried about our feet, I couldn’t help but compare Canada and the UK. I found the Brits to be so honest. It was refreshing. No topic was off limits, and I have to admit, my reserved Canadian ways cropped up. These are conversations I wouldn’t even have with my closest friends back home and yet here it is somehow acceptable. I had no judgement towards them for sharing whatsoever. Instead, I found myself in my own head wondering what I was alright discussing. So thank you Guy for introducing us to some amazing people!
On a side note, I’ve decided that dreadlocks are the way to go, and I should just stop fighting with my hair.
On another side note, I’ve done up a very basic floorplan of our new place. I can’t quite seem to get the bedroom to work. Keep in mind there are radiators under both windows. My Interior Design friends – any comments or things you can see that I haven’t seen?
Lastly, on another side tangent, we walked along Regent St and checked out Liberty – London. Regent Street was packed full of shoppers all vying for sidewalk space. For the most part, I loved the architecture and the surroundings, but the stores themselves were the same, American chains we can find anywhere. So for the most part, we just sat back and watched.
Liberty of London was started in 1875 by Arthur Lanesby Liberty, with a £2000 loan from his future father-in-law. He was largely involved with the Arts and Crafts movement in England, which supported well made products by artisans and craftsman – largely a rebellion to the Industrial Age of mass production. Liberty became known by the aristocracy for their impressive patterns and fabrics.