Squirk's Overseas Experience

The tales of one Kiwi returning to Mother Britain and exploring the Big Wide World... without being eaten by a shark.

Sunday, May 06, 2007

Post now or forever hold your peace

I am alive, I've just been absolutely terrible at posting. I have a job and a home, although both are short-term affairs.

Living near work hasn't helped my arrival time. I'm actually weirdly pleased to have the pressure of work back again.

I've seen a lot of Kiwis lately. I may even live with one soon. Half of Canterbury appears to have moved into south-west London. I've had a few big phone catch-ups with old friends, but even when the connection is OK, timezone differences get in the way.

Not everyone will understand

The curse of Cozzie's cohorts continues. Drinking with her is a risky business, it seems!

Three in a row for Australia. Misunderstandings from the past, sorted. An armless knock-down fight, then only minds.

The case of the very close bus stops and the nocturnal detour to The Mall.

And finally

Happy birthday, Izzy!

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Monday, March 19, 2007

The Clash understand

My return flight is scheduled for this Sunday, but I've got to decide whether to take it. I'm currently unemployed, and after school finishes next week I'll be homeless. The choice should be easy, right?

Yeah, it should be. But it isn't.

It's been a fantastic couple of months. Let me tell you, though, it feels like much more. They say time goes faster as we get older; I reckon it's more to do with how we spend our time. Working long hours was certainly rewarding in its own way, but I sometimes found the months flitting by as though they were cars passing on the street.

My life has changed again, pretty drastically, which is always a bit un-nerving. At the same time, I know that I've changed before and I'll change again. In some respects I feel like I'm living life backwards: I've gone from running my own business, to consulting, to working for a big company to working for a small company. Now I'm a poor student, living a relatively care-free life. What comes next? I don't know.

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Sunday, January 08, 2006

Dates for the calendar

Landmark events, irate shopkeepers and dodgy phonecards made for an interesting weekend.

6 Jan
My favourite flatmate of all time, Neil, celebrated a birthday. I tried to wish him a happy birthday but he was busy playing Thai Xbox Sushi or something.
7 Jan
My favourite phone-buddy of all time, DJ, celebrated as well. I even got to talk to her for the first time in ages!
8 Jan
My favourite Detective Inspector Monkey Pirate Queen of all time, Emily, returns to London in under 12 hours.

Hooray for all of you!

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