Monday 19 November 2012

Calm down, I'm still here

Oh you poor six people who once read this, I imagine you have been up all night, desperately wondering where I am, you've been handing out pictures of my face with HAVE YOU SEEN THIS GIRL hastily scribbled on in Tipex, you've turned your attics into that scene from the Bletchley Circle, with maps and string and shit, desperately trying to find my whereabouts. I imagine. I hope. 

ANYWAY, don't bloody panic yourselves-I'm still here! At the London Film Museum! As an intern! I answer phones and tell people we're closed! I have extensive knowledge of how to run a cloakroom! I'm really bloody good at putting flowers in the loos for an event! 

It's all quite lovely here really. There are two venues-Covent Garden and County Hall. I like Covent Garden (where I am right now right this second) mainly because it's very close to Wasabi and the man sitting in the flat oposite me is very good looking and we have the same laptop, although I don't think he knows this. And I once saw Justin Lee Collins roaming about outside, the mad bastard. 

I still live in the cultural capital of the universe Reading, so thank God for that. 

So this blog entry will tell you about the fascinating people who I get the train with, even though I think they all hate me because I've started to watch The Fades which contains lots of sex and horror so I think they think I'm some sort of sociopath. 

Still here are the people I get the train with-

THE COOL OLDER MAN WHO DRESSES WELL- not much to say about him except he gets off at Twyford and I think he looks a bit like Adrian Edmonson

THE GIRL WITH AMAZING SHOES- I'm slightly obsessed with her. She has AMAZING shoes, as her name probably suggests. Today she wore like, leopard print ankle boots with gold studs. The other day she wore some amazing spangly high tops. What is her job?? She doesn't get the Bakerloo line. This is all I know. 

THE BEAUTIFUL MAN ON THE BAKERLOO LINE-He once offered me his seat. I said no thank you because I didn't want to look like a dick. I love him. 

THE FIFTY YEAR OLD MAN WHO READS THE HUNGER GAMES-I would really like to think this is just because he wants to bond with his teenager daughter. That would be nice. 

There are some other characters, I am aggressively pursuing friendship with one of them so more on that as it happens. 

Anyway, time to stare at the passers by. Always fun. 

Love, L x