INvMe

Dear Blog,

Money can’t buy you love, but if you drop 30 quid on an umbrella in London it will stop raining instantly.

Was meant to meet up with an old friend today. Our wires got crossed and it never panned out. On the positive side it gave me the chance to spend a few hours pacing a small stretch of street whilst waiting for her to not show up. This is now my part of London (simply because it’s the one place I’ve spent the most time at thus far in the Big Smoke.) I was the only person not moving somewhere and it seemed I began to elicit some sideways glances from walkers-by and coppers.

I must have looked quite a fool, pacing impatiently and looking at my watch every two minutes as if to say- “I’m loitering for a reason. I’m waiting for someone. I’m one of you. Look at me… I’m checking my watch… again!” After about one and a half hours, which would be the forty fifth glance down at the wrist watch, the irony set in. I’m standing underneath Big Ben, possibly the worlds most famous clock, yet had not once thought to look up for the time (and possibly blend in with the crowds?)

But hey, at least it wasn’t raining right Blog?

theroyalwee