Something’s got to give.
I’ve lived in this place a year now. It’s been an eventful year and a year I won’t forget. I’m glad I moved into this house as it‘s been an experience and believe me there’s a book worth of material in it.
When I first moved in. The very moment, as I was taking the boxes from the car the police turned up. The landlady and a tenant had had an argument and she called the police. Welcome to the new place!
With eight rooms being rented out there’s been lots of comings and goings and a very diverse mix of people.
Nationality’s I’ve lived with in the last year: French, Polish, Slovakian, South African, Albanian, Angolan, Romanian, Malaysian. As I say it’s been interesting.
All these people from around the world, and where was I born? The hospital a couple of miles down the road.
I’m living in reverse. I’m living my thirty’s like I should’ve lived my twenty’s.
I’m thirty three. When I was twenty three I’d already been living with a girl for two years. and would do so until I was twenty eight.
Now days I rent a room in the type of housing situation for people who first come to this country. That’s not putting them down at all but this house seems like a stop gap. And I repeat, I’m thirty three and was born two miles away.
I need a new living arrangement, and a new job maybe?
Working for a living, it kills you, it’s soul destroying. I’m surprised that more people don’t go postal. The same shit day after day, week after week. Taking the shit. But how else am I going to pay the rent for this room.
It breaks you down. I need a holiday. Maybe a long one. Maybe move away. As I said, I was born two miles up the road. A change. But I like this place. I like living in London. People gravitate here to find a better life and find a dream. But what when you’re from here? Where do you go? Bristol, Liverpool, Manchester? No, fuck that. I don’t want to live anywhere else in this country. Abroad? What job would I do to pay for a small room aboard? I don’t know. Work in a bar or something?
Sooner or later the levee’s gonna break. I need a change before I lose my fucking mind.
Housemate quote of the day: This one from the Manchester United fan who’s conversations about football I try to end fast as he knows nothing about the game but talks about it every day.
Him: Did you see the draw for the Champions League? Oh my God, Arsenal, Barcelona. And Manchester United, we got Bayern Munich. Oh my God what a game. Have Manchester United ever beaten Bayen Munich in the Champions League? I think they have.
Me: Yeah, in the Champions League final. Think it was in 1999.
Knows a lot about his club then.
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