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Hymns – Chapter Two

Chapter Two

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The word “HI” was wiped into the fog of the window, condensation trickling down, weeping. The cold outside kissed the glass while the suffocating and muggy smell of children tried to escape inside.

He sat there, head against the window, feeling the bite from outside. The world around him screamed.

A “Where’s Wally” book flipped constantly beside him, as two kids slapped the pages enough to give a librarian a headache. If only she knew. Another two kids sat in front, bags on their backs, prepared to go off to the warground/playground. Their hands gripping the bar of the seat in front .The aisle of the bus, covered in the morning dew and random pieces of grass, that snuck in from leather shoes outside.

He couldn’t be bothered even trying to describe to his senses what occurred outside. He saw it everyday. He was shutting his eyes again. There was a lot of contrast between the skin of his eyelids. Two worlds.

The other world came into view as his imagination flew up the screen and turned on the projector of his mind.

The bus lay on its side, wedged between a giant lump of rock covered in moss and a few proud and strong gum trees. The stillness hung heavy from such a dramatic scar in the landscape, with the muffled screams of children.  He was outside the bus. The hero. Well he was about to become the hero. His hand through a shattered window, pulling out the pathetic children inside. “Where’s Wally” lay flat against the window, no one was looking for him now. Flash forward, he stood proud at school assembly, commended for his bravery.

There was a jerk. He was there. The border of the worlds slid open. The real day begins.

The monotone air hit his nostrils once again. Its cool quench was the official and familiar smell of the last eight years of his life.

School.

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The Book that always Helped/s

Seven years ago around this time of the year I jetted across the seas looking for answers and a home. In the process, I said goodbye to my concept of home, including my best friend at the time. She made a book for me that meant the world to me then and I found it in a shoebox (it seems precious things end up in a flammable and flimsy box). To this day the words still apply and they can apply to anyone.

What to say to you now? Am trying to imagine what this will be like for you – walking through those gates by yourself and then stepping out on the other side of the world… A whole new time in your life beginning. Completely out of your comfort zone, thrown into what you’ve dreamt about.

So just enjoy the ride Lloyd. Always remind yourself that this is exactly where you’re meant to be in your journey,and be at peace in that.
Your soul is so beautiful. I know that you will get through this and grow. You’ll do something amazing with your life. Something worthwhile.

You’re a safe place – there’s been so many times you’ve been there, holding broken people and being the comfort they needed.
You are a creative force. You have a unique ability to express what is at the deepest part of a human being. You also have a gift in creating stupidity and laughter!

You are intelligent. You’re organised and focussed when approaching the work you need to do.
You are a man, cause you’re going out to be independent, to make your way in the world.
You’re a man cause you answer to yourself, but also sacrifice yourself to take care of the people you love.

Many years have now passed and when I look back on this again I will laugh when I said “many years have passed” compared to when I do read this again.
I also found a key to the apartment I lived in, in London.
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Hipstamatic

I have a dislike for hipstamatic photos. Those photos that people place on facebook and twitter, that have a filter on them and usually of something pointless or non exciting, with or without the filter. I wanted to vent this, and then I can move on. Until I see another feed on my facebook wall of a random sign or quirky lunch that has a blue filter on it. Deep.

Marissa and I drove up to a place called Kallista today. It was beautiful. Good company, good music playing, and beautiful views. Though the auxiliary cord in Marissa’s car has to be jammed into the glove box so the music plays through both speakers. It makes it more novel. We made a few wrong turns but that just meant we got there faster, as google maps I think deliberately chooses the slower route, to act superior. That or it was a massive fluke.

We entered the cute little tea house with trees surrounding it. We ordered bowls of hot drink and sat there and talked. Marissa sketched and we talked about writing. And arts and magazines. Oh I have to stop there cause this is sounding like some sort of… organic and peace loving world. It was but dont worry we went back to Melbourne after and found some maccas cup in the gutter and a grumpy man impatient at the traffic lights.

I have been quite cultured this last week. I went to a musical called “Next to Normal” and apart from the bad American accents, it wasnt half bad. So maybe a bit more than half cause of the bad American accents. I also went to see the opening of the Melbourne International Jazz Festival. I dont know why I was there, as I hate Jazz. But it was with my friend Damian and his friend Emma who has become my friend along with another lovely lady Kirsten, so wanted to come.

I asked Emma in a whisper, “Do you like Jazz?” “Yes, do you?”
“No.”
“What are you doing here?”
“I dont know”

Though it was actually quite good. Some guy ruined “Moon River” for me though. Eddie Perfect I think his name was. Shudder. It reminds me of falling asleep to Breakfast at Tiffany’s on my first night in Singapore with Neal and my Bro and his wife. Makes me feel safe and chilled..

Taxation

So I just completed my tax return once again. Its that time of year for Australians and the wonderful online etax system is great. There is a lot of clicking “no” involved throughout the questionaire and some of them are fantastic questions accountants simply and purely.. adore. And to me, they sound like the questions I would be asked while preparing for takeoff to the moon. Same difference really. Actually there is a lot of differences between tax and trips to the moon.

My Dad made the effort the other day to come to my house for dinner. He was an hour late but that didnt matter, was still for him to attempt to find my house in the laneways of the inner west. He parked 1KM from my house and then walked and got lost. No attempt to call me either. He got here and I impressed him with some sort of jarred curry (jarred as in, came from a jar, not.. a way of spattering or keeping over a-jar a piece of chicken). Ended in a cup of tea and hearing about how his new house is coming along that is being built. He also asked me if I wanted to go on the Cradle Mountain walk again. This is in Tasmania, and I was dragged along on it when I was 14 years old and it takes 6 days. Its a beautiful walk and maybe when I was 14 I didnt appreciate it AS much but I still have memories of the rarity of what I was doing compared to most 14 year olds at my school. So whether I go on it again with my Dad and my brother possibly. Could be another life experience, we all keep getting older and stuff.

Dont accidentally let your shopping trolley go down the ramp to the shops, as it may hit an old lady who then explains she just had a hip replacement.

What extracurricular activity should I do? I seem to distract myself with mundane and time wasting things like the internet and TV shows that arent out in Australia yet when I could be.. doing Tai Kwon Do or… Salsa dancing. Or do I get told I should be doing stuff like that. I would probably take up some sort of dance class or something physical, so I can have a variety of things keeping me fit along with forcing myself to be social with people I dont know from the beginning. Which is always good. Its easy to just get home everyday and dump keys, wallet and phone on the shelf, sit down at the laptop and then notice oh wow 4 hours have passed and what did I do..

I have a photo on my desk of mum, dad, my two older brothers and myself. Mum is pregnant with my sister.

Wowzers. Someone working as a script writer on Inspector Gadget surely has to be penned for making up that word. Or he/she overheard it in an elevator one time.

Right, off to a house party now. My friend challenged me to go, cause its his friend’s party and I wont know anyone and so its another throw in the deep end moment and see how well I swim. I need these situations.

Sick and Unemployed

It is amazing how quickly things change. No matter what happens in my life, I still am a little surprised. I guess that is a good thing, since then life isnt so dull, nor too exciting.

So I got laid off from the job of production coordinating the new show. They couldn’t afford to keep me on while they wait for the go ahead. I completely understand yet, it sucks for obvious financial reasons as well as morale in general.

That word morale.. .it is drilled in my head to make me think of Year 12 Modern History, and the morale of the troops in WW1 and back at home in Australia, the general public’s morale. Geesh, good times..

I also am a tad sick, spending my days in bed under my duvet, watching useless DVDs. I think you end up watching the junk that you should never watch, when you are sick, but hey the external is reflecting the internal, sickness.

To sum it up, things are pretty rough right now. I am confused in general, where I want to head, who I want to share life with, who I want to be, and to be honest with myself at all times, and with others.

A lot of my past continues to bubble to the surface and it causes me a lot of distress. Family, Sexuality and Religion. The three walls that surround me so often, make me feel uneasy and there is no pillow to rest my head. I want to tackle this, so I can find peace, and work towards the passions inside, that die to come out.

I was walking past a car park on the way home from work one day, and saw this scene of computers all piled up. I took a photo because it intrigued me. The chaos and mess, that once held so much information and order. Now all ready to be thrown out. I loved the analogy, yet I guess I will admit it reminded me of how I felt. That sounds depressing, but in some way, the image fascinated me, so it cant be all negative.

Lloyd’s Adventures in London 2005 Chapter 8 AND 9


Yes, a good deal i know, another 2 for 1 issue.
I wont hide the fact, its cause I have been busy, not cause its a
special deal about getting 2 weeks worth of news in one email.
OK where did i leave off.. before christmas.
Ok well I had a great christmas, in Windlesham, which is a nice suburb
of outer west london, in surry. Fergie lived just down the road. I
stayed with my friend stevens family and had a great christmas dinner.
And they even had gotten me presents, was so cool. good thing i bought
toblerone with me, they liked that. We played balderdash after dinner,
and i explained the rules. And I was reading out all the definitions..
and stevens mum said “oh that ones mine”. She hadnt gotten the rules
yet. So we did it again, and we all finally came around to the idea of
how to play. Ignore this bit if you got no idea what balderdash is. We
also played trivial persuit, but yeah it was the english version so i
had no idea with 75% of the questions.
Boxing day, we went down to the village where the pram race was taking
place, lots of people dressed up in ridiculous outfits, running to
each pub, having a drink then goin to the next. It was so cold as
well.

Stevens brother and his girlfriend came that day so we had another
christmas, and i got another present, the triology of taxi. A french
action film series. Seems cool.
We then played balderdash again, and noone shouted out whos was whos this time.
the next morning…. it snowed!!!! I looked outside and huge chunky
flakes of snow were falling, so i ran outside and caught some in my
mouth. I played up the whole aussie who had never seen snow thing a
bit, even though yeah i had seen it. It was a novelty for them anyways
to watch.
I got back to London and hung out with my scottish mate Jon who was
down, and then me, Jon and oscar hung out and went out that night, had
lots of fun. We watched this show called 3 non blondes, about 3 black
<!– D(["mb","women doing random things in the streets to people. Chem, Karina and
Kylie, you would love it. As well as everyone else.
The next day, I met up with Jono, mate from my Chile team, who had
just landed in london, who is going to live up in Scotland for a year.
Was cool to see him, but bizarre cause it was odd seeing someone from
my life in australia, in london.
Ardon called me up and asked me if I wanted to go to Oxford the city
for new years and I said yes, cause it would be different. So me and
him and Oscar caught the train up on new years and turned up in the
old city of oxford. Was amazing, cause there were so many old
buildings. I was pulling around a suitcase on wheels and I fell over a
few times cause the suitcase kept getting caught in the old
cobblestones. The others found it amusing. I got angry at the bag.
We met up with ardons friend Eric and went to his pub he worked in,
and counted down to 2006. Happy New Year everyone!
It was then 2006. We said, hey everyone happy 2006. So we walked
around, in 2006. To another club. And danced to songs playing in 2006.
Had a late night and crashed at the hotel. Felt like grown ups booking
our own hotel.
Got back to london the next day and then just had a pretty laid back
few days, before I started work again.
I started looking for flats again, and i saw this good one in
stockwell so said id take it, and i was meant to move in last
wednesday, but the guy called me up and said he forgot he promised it
to someone else. That really annoyed me, but the same day I got an
email off Steven saying he was told about a flat in Brixton. So I went
to see it, and it was so good, they even asked me to stay for dinner.
I was there for 4 hours! We had so much fun. I decided to take it. So
now need to get the paperwork sorted.
and that takes me up to today, Friday the 6th of January. Tomorrow its
6 months since the London Bombings. So they are talking a bit about
“,1] ); //–> ..>women doing random things in the streets to people. Chem, Karina and
Kylie, you would love it. As well as everyone else.
The next day, I met up with Jono, mate from my Chile team, who had
just landed in london, who is going to live up in Scotland for a year.
Was cool to see him, but bizarre cause it was odd seeing someone from
my life in australia, in london.
Ardon called me up and asked me if I wanted to go to Oxford the city
for new years and I said yes, cause it would be different. So me and
him and Oscar caught the train up on new years and turned up in the
old city of oxford. Was amazing, cause there were so many old
buildings. I was pulling around a suitcase on wheels and I fell over a
few times cause the suitcase kept getting caught in the old
cobblestones. The others found it amusing. I got angry at the bag.
We met up with ardons friend Eric and went to his pub he worked in,
and counted down to 2006. Happy New Year everyone!
It was then 2006. We said, hey everyone happy 2006. So we walked
around, in 2006. To another club. And danced to songs playing in 2006.
Had a late night and crashed at the hotel. Felt like grown ups booking
our own hotel.
Got back to london the next day and then just had a pretty laid back
few days, before I started work again.
I started looking for flats again, and i saw this good one in
stockwell so said id take it, and i was meant to move in last
wednesday, but the guy called me up and said he forgot he promised it
to someone else. That really annoyed me, but the same day I got an
email off Steven saying he was told about a flat in Brixton. So I went
to see it, and it was so good, they even asked me to stay for dinner.
I was there for 4 hours! We had so much fun. I decided to take it. So
now need to get the paperwork sorted.
and that takes me up to today, Friday the 6th of January. Tomorrow its
6 months since the London Bombings. So they are talking a bit about
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noticed i had my headphone plug swinging next to my legs.. no ipod
attached. I panicked and realised it was on the tube, but i was up the
other end of the station by then and the tube was about to leave, so i
dived onto the carriage just as the doors shut. Then I waited till the
next stop and jumped out, ran down to my carriage and right on the
seat was my ipod. Close call.
Alright then, thats my adventures. Will let you know if I actually
move into the flat and how it goes.
Enjoy summer for me!
“,1] ); D([“mb”,”Lloyd
“,0] ); D([“mi”,24,2,”108a24691dc556c0″,0,”0″,”Sarah Tonks”,”Sarah”,”srah_whereisthe_a@hotmail.com”,”me”,”7 Jan”,[“yoidjones@gmail.com”] ,[] ,[] ,[] ,”07-Jan-2006 00:31″,”RE: Lloyd..’s Adventures: Chapter 9 and 10 BONUS ISSSUE”,””,[] ,1,,,”07 January 2006_00:31″,”On 07/01/06, Sarah Tonks wrote:”,”On 07/01/06, Sarah Tonks wrote:”,”hotmail.com”,,[“”,””,1] ,””] ); //–> ..it. Speaking of the tube.. yesterday i got off at my station and
noticed i had my headphone plug swinging next to my legs.. no ipod
attached. I panicked and realised it was on the tube, but i was up the
other end of the station by then and the tube was about to leave, so i
dived onto the carriage just as the doors shut. Then I waited till the
next stop and jumped out, ran down to my carriage and right on the
seat was my ipod. Close call.
Alright then, thats my adventures. Will let you know if I actually
move into the flat and how it goes.
Enjoy summer for me!
Lloyd
http://www.youtube.com/get_player

Lloyd’s Adventures in London 2005 Chapter 2


Well. Things are settling down, So i dont think i have to write one
once a week. I know that would kill a lot of people, but adjustment
and change is always necessary. It makes you stronger. So bare with
me.
Well I got back to london after an interesting trip to Wales. Was
relieved to be back. I was ready to settle down.
I got back to oscars and went straight out to a random house party of
his friend. Was in a tiny flat in central london, most people were
speaking portugues and there were two little dogs running around. I
trod on them twice. Accidently of course. Then people attempted to
dance. In a room, and directly outside. .people were lighting
fireworks. It was guy fawkes night, was really cool. The whole of
london was just alight with fireworks. Sort of like bomb raids. 60
years on. Odd really.
Crashed into bed, then slept till like 1pm the next day. And then did
nothing but watch tv. tv is shocking here. What a great sunday. did
nothing.
Monday I started the task of looking for flats. Tis rather painful.
Especially when young sydney boy didnt know where any of the suburbs
were. So used a handy “A-Z london directory” to find each place.
Vauxhaull, Brixton, Pimlico, Stratford, Euston Road, Leyton,
Leytonstone, Covent Garden. And on and on. Phew.
On Tuesday I met up with matt, a kiwi friend who is 23 on this
saturday (19th). We decided to look for flats together. He was new to
london too, and is a school teacher so we combined our efforts, along
with a loot. That is a newspaper out everyday, it even changes colour
everyday! It has all the adds for flats/flatshares in london. It was a
nightmare. We sat in a starbucks. Yes I apologise, I am a traitor, but
they dont have gloria jeans here and they tempted us cause they have
special edition christmas red cups. So I got a gingerbread flavoured
latte and we scanned “the loot”. No real luck. But earlier that day I
<!– D(["mb","had a meeting with a company that helps with new starters from oz, nz,
sth africa. told us about bank accounts, tax, health care, shoes,
coats and Umbrellas. bit detailed. Then they set up bank accounts for
us with HSBC. I got my own bank card. Very cool. That meeting took 4
hours. Painful and i was in a room full of aussies. Painful again,
cause most were loud and annoying, some wore bright yellow australia
cricket shirts, and thongs. It was 10 degrees outside. Good luck to
em.
Wednesday I met up with my dendy boss Iain and he gave me my first bit
of work, reseached the films we are making etc and reading the scripts
and learning to look into how the industry patterns work. Was all
pretty cool. I had earl grey tea. Its bloody good. My favourite now.
And everyone has tea. I mentioned that before.
Then matt and I flat hunted again. No luck. I think other people found
a place that day, I..’m pretty sure. Not us.
Thursday I had a job interview with a media agency, for the Discovery
Channel. We chatted for a bit, she called the channel and they pretty
much said, yes we will have you. Stoked.
I got a call on friday to confirm. So I was to start monday as a
scheduler. I program in tv shows. Friday night oscar and me and his
friends went out to a big club. Was so huge, never seen anything like
it. There were lots of rooms with different sorts of music. I stayed
in the indie room.
Saturday was a nothing day, slept in. Im sure ur all glad i am writing
this cause its so riveting. Went out with Lee on Saturday night, and
this chick performed. I had no idea who she was but everyone else was
screaming. so either they detested her or she was well liked. I found
out she was just voted off X factor. Shame. She sang “your beautiful”
by james blunt. I think you will know which one i mean. its been
played a few times on the radio back home as well as here hehe.
Didnt do anything sunday, but then hung out with Steven at earls court
“,1] ); //–> ..>had a meeting with a company that helps with new starters from oz, nz,
sth africa. told us about bank accounts, tax, health care, shoes,
coats and Umbrellas. bit detailed. Then they set up bank accounts for
us with HSBC. I got my own bank card. Very cool. That meeting took 4
hours. Painful and i was in a room full of aussies. Painful again,
cause most were loud and annoying, some wore bright yellow australia
cricket shirts, and thongs. It was 10 degrees outside. Good luck to
em.
Wednesday I met up with my dendy boss Iain and he gave me my first bit
of work, reseached the films we are making etc and reading the scripts
and learning to look into how the industry patterns work. Was all
pretty cool. I had earl grey tea. Its bloody good. My favourite now.
And everyone has tea. I mentioned that before.
Then matt and I flat hunted again. No luck. I think other people found
a place that day, I’m pretty sure. Not us.
Thursday I had a job interview with a media agency, for the Discovery
Channel. We chatted for a bit, she called the channel and they pretty
much said, yes we will have you. Stoked.
I got a call on friday to confirm. So I was to start monday as a
scheduler. I program in tv shows. Friday night oscar and me and his
friends went out to a big club. Was so huge, never seen anything like
it. There were lots of rooms with different sorts of music. I stayed
in the indie room.
Saturday was a nothing day, slept in. Im sure ur all glad i am writing
this cause its so riveting. Went out with Lee on Saturday night, and
this chick performed. I had no idea who she was but everyone else was
screaming. so either they detested her or she was well liked. I found
out she was just voted off X factor. Shame. She sang “your beautiful”
by james blunt. I think you will know which one i mean. its been
played a few times on the radio back home as well as here hehe.
Didnt do anything sunday, but then hung out with Steven at earls court
<!– D(["mb","on sunday night. I had work the next day so kept it early.
Monday my first day. Walked in the big doors, to reception. They had
these weird lounges and a huge poster of meercats. They phoned my boss
and they came down and i went up three floors. Huge open planned
office with huge pc screens at every desk. I met the guys around me,
all from uk except my trainer Jamie who was NZ and same with the girl
next to me. I dont know any aussies in London yet. Im proud. hehe.
Well I got the hang of scheduling pretty fast. We went down to lunch,
and everyday the menu is different, its a bug buffet, and all fresh
healthy hot food. really really cool. And we all have our own
television set on our desk “for work” but really everyone just watches
cable tv all day. its very relaxed here we can check email whenever.
so thats what i been doing. Its now thursday. And i am looking out
over london this sunny but 5 degree morning. Hope this email isnt as
long.
Miss everyone at home, but love it here, am learning so much and
enjoying it. Let me hear your news!! And I can email ya back. since i
dont do much work here. hehe.
till next time.
Lloyd


d-aaaahh
“,0] ); //–> ..>on sunday night. I had work the next day so kept it early.
Monday my first day. Walked in the big doors, to reception. They had
these weird lounges and a huge poster of meercats. They phoned my boss
and they came down and i went up three floors. Huge open planned
office with huge pc screens at every desk. I met the guys around me,
all from uk except my trainer Jamie who was NZ and same with the girl
next to me. I dont know any aussies in London yet. Im proud. hehe.
Well I got the hang of scheduling pretty fast. We went down to lunch,
and everyday the menu is different, its a bug buffet, and all fresh
healthy hot food. really really cool. And we all have our own
television set on our desk “for work” but really everyone just watches
cable tv all day. its very relaxed here we can check email whenever.
so thats what i been doing. Its now thursday. And i am looking out
over london this sunny but 5 degree morning. Hope this email isnt as
long.
Miss everyone at home, but love it here, am learning so much and
enjoying it. Let me hear your news!! And I can email ya back. since i
dont do much work here. hehe.
till next time.
Lloyd

Lloyd’s Adventures in London 2005 Chapter One


Gday.
I get a big grin from people when i say that here. Dont know why..
First of all, I am having lots of fun, australia is so far away and so
its surreal to think Im here and this is my life at the moment.
Where will I start..
The airport. The family and heather came with me to the airport.It was
all rather anticlimactic when i said goodbye cause it was surreal i
would possibly be gone for so long.. and then i got in the queue to
board the plan to perth but they were still standing there.. not like
the whole go through the doors and gone.
Walking down the ramp to the plane.. whoah. “im by myself”
The plane to perth was uneventful, though i did sit next to a band
called “the used” who are american doin a tour in oz with mtv. the mtv
producers were there too and they drank about 4 fosters each. thats
all my story is with them.
Landed in perth and after a bit of trouble finding the bus that takes
me to internatonal.. i sat on the bus for 30 mins talking to louise on
the phone while the driver finally came and drove me to international.
driving through a desert in the process.
Hung around the airport for 5 hours and then went through customs. I
was so lucky.. they were checking everyones bags making sure they were
no more than 7 kilos.. but somehow i got past.. others had to take
out stuff and leave it at the airport.
So i boared after what seemed forever. And got an aisle seat.
thankyou. Talked to these aussie girls who were 12 and 16.. so they
were full of intellectual conversation in between watching charlie and
the chocolate factory and reading dolly magazine.
5 hours later we got to singapore. hell of a wait for 2 hours there
then got back on. the girls had left so i had seats next to me but a
silent man sat next to the window. he didnt get up once on our.. 14
hour trip! once!! ok maybe its just me but thats weird. bladders dont
last that long.
OK well london. we landed. about flippin time!!
Customs man. he was the first guy i had spoken to in 16 hours. And he
was so not talkative. He asked me where i came from. i said sydney. he
stamped something and gave me my passport. and i assumed that meant..
go now. so i did.
got my luggage then walked out into heathrow. My mate oscar was meant
to meet me but he was late
so met him on the heathrow express.. which takes u to london in 15 mins.
Was cool to meet him and we got the tube to his house. .in Farringdon.
Nice place, but surreal walking the streets seeing red buses..black
taxis.. red telephone booths, small streets, small cars. red post
boxes (they like red i gather, makes things less depressing)
His flat was pretty cool, right above a paint shop. like that matters.
I had a shower, didnt feel as seedy and then we went off to the city.
Went to oxford street to look at new mobile phone but didnt understand
the concepts of the prepaid stuff here so just got confused, and there
was about 10 retail assistants wanting to ask me if i wanted “any
phone in particular”. i got confused especially cause i cant
understand some of their accents. Oscar found it amusing and we just
left.
Went to the british museum for all of ten minutes cause i decided i
will leave that for another day. But we got lost in there so was there
for 30 mins instead until a nice man gave us a lend of his map and we
worked out how to get out. its so so huge! someone said it would take
1000 years to look at every artifact.

I was tired by that stage so we went home and i slept for 3 hours.
then woke up, went to the shops and got pasta and cidar then watched
jurassic park on tv.. then went to bed.
Next day was full of touring.. thames.. then up to big ben and
westiminster, i use the word surreal again, cause it was. Other side
of the world.. famous pictures now before my eyes, no frame in front me,

but it moved. well the buildings didnt, otherwise.. yeah not good.

Had lunch up from trafalga square then went home. I could go into
detail, what i had for lunch, but its not that interesting. ok.. i had
pizza.
Day 3 oscar went to work so I went out by myself for the first time.
Went to oxford street for a bit, got confused with mobile phones again
plus the scary retail people bombarded me. I met up a friend matt, who
works in film. He showed me his post production houses and i met the
receptionist. He set up work experience with me too. So I am going in
in a few weeks.
Then i braved it and went back and bought a phone. I wanted to get in
touch with home so thought it was worth it. Walked into one of their
huge virgin stores (the sort that they now have in australia) and got
a phone with them.
I then went to pubs around soho with matt and i discovered i really like cidar.
Then it poured with rain and i walked 15 mins to home in the rain.
But it was so cool, hadnt experience rain like that for ages.
But half of the days i been here the weather has been beautiful. sunny
and warm. but yeah not as hot as over there.
so day 4.. i met up with iain, my future boss. Talked about what he
would like me to do to assist him, and it all sounds very promising. I
will be being his assistant, and doing reseatch projects on london
film industry etc.
That evening i went to oscar..’s friends house in north london. They
live in a big block of flats that looks like something off the bill.
but it was nice inside, they were a pair of french girls, who didnt
understand my australian accent half the time. but they were lovely.
They are studying chinese. Go figure.
We had supermarket pizza and.. yes.. cidar.
Caught a red bus home, was exciting. then crashed.
Day 5.. I came down sick with a head cold so stayed in and rested. But
in the evening I met up with another friend (yes Lloyd has lots of
friends) who worked on lord of the rings, and he wants to set me up
with work experience too. We went to wagamamas.. its Japanese and
there is one in oxford street in sydney. pretty much the same but they
served in a uk accent.
Day 6 I stayed at home then caught the train to warwick.. in the
afternoon. Was such a great train trip. I think one of the best ever.
The sun was setting and we travelled across green fields and little
villages, the sun hit it and it all glowed. was so cool. another..
surreal.. moment. wow. plus there was sheep.
So now i am in sleepy warwick, on a computer in a university cause my
friend scott goes here,who i am visitng. he stayed with me in
australia for a month. was good to see him again.
So very random being in a uni computer lab in the midlands of england.
We are going out tonight with his friends for his birthday. I went to
a pub called Lloyd..’s last night. I didnt get a discount though. damn.
Ok this woman who is supervising us uni students. yes me, we are in
the medicine computer labs, so im a medicine student for the day, im
fooling them all. anyways yeah she has asked us all to go, i think she
has seen through my mask.
well good timing. thats me for my first week in britain.
Thanks for reading and i hope u hold onto your seats for next weeks
episode. Chapter two. Lloyd in wales.
Lloyd.


d-aaaahh

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