life in the big smoke

Now that I am settled into London (kind of), with a job (phew!), and a house (living with italiano’s), I thought it was time for an update.

I have been catching up with kiwi friends in London from back home, started an evening french course for 10 weeks (trop bien!), had a girls weekend away in Cardiff (Wales), popped over to funky Brighton for a weekend to check out the lanes/boutiquey shops and the beach (well, stoney beach, not sandy beach but close enough) and settling into our flat, my new job and life in Londontown.

I never thought I would live in London. But now that I’ve made the decision to move to London for a few months with the French boy for his job, I’ve had to have a mind re-shift.

this squirrel in hynd park decided to have a look in my handbag

I am not really getting into the “antipodean culture” here (living with 15 aussies or kiwi’s in Shepherd’s Bush or drinking at the Walkabout…). I can see why kiwi’s and aussies live it - it’s about comfort I guess, people you know who understand the same humour and jokes, lingo, lifestyle, etc.  I guess I try to stay clear of it (and tend to avoid Ozzie pubs such as the Walkabout like the plague). I really loved being friends with a range of foreigners while living in Scotland and learning about different cultures.

I really do agree that variety is the spice of life.