Some random musings from yet another Aussie expat moving to London. The good, the great and the downright ugly experiences!
Monday, March 22, 2010
And some more.....
Photo Updates...
Ok I know I have been more than a little lazy blogging lately, so here are some photos of our adventures over the past couple of months to make up for it!
The same day, frozen canal in Little Venice. The day after we saw on the news that a couple of young hooligans had tried to drive their car on one of the canals....someone didn't get in the right line when they were handing out brains.
One of the boat owner invited us in for a look at his home on the canal. Not sure if he just felt sorry for us because it was so cold....but was interesting all the same!
Wednesday, February 24, 2010
The British Way

Since arriving in London there are certain things that I have come to know and expect and in some cases love. These are, in no particular order:
- Sandwiches will ALWAYS contain copious amounts of mayo and/or cheese and bacon, despite the package saying it's a 'healthy option'.
- A get-together almost always involves some form of alcohol.
- The coldest Australian winter day = quite pleasant almost heatwave proportions UK winter day.
- The TFL website is never to be trusted - either it says the tube is down when it isn't, or it isn't when it is (the latter being far more annoying).
- There is always something to do...and I do mean always, it is London after all.
- The bus past my house will not come every 7-8 mins despite advertising the fact quite blatantly.
- The weights and nutritional values on most food packaging are either hidden or non-existent.
- It will always be socially acceptable to make jokes about the Aussie in the room, even in professional situations (twice and counting...).
- There is always a fab deal on offer for good restaurant food, every cuisine imaginable.
- The Brits love weekends. If they aren't telling you about the weekend just gone or what they are doing for the next two, they are asking you the same. And I feel guilty if I have nothing planned, the looks that accuse me of wasting my weekend are too much to bear!
- People on the tube insist on reading the newspaper despite being squished in like sardines, which often means I can also read the newspaper. At very close proximity, no glasses required.
- It will almost always take you a third longer to get somewhere than you expected (see point about TFL).
- Eggs Benedict, sadly, is often left off the standard breakfast menu *sigh*.
- People look at you strangely when you say thank you to the bus driver (common occurence back home, not so much here).
- Chocolate Horlicks, although an ok substitute, will never replace my Milo!
Monday, January 25, 2010
Homesick
This past week I have been very homesick, especially with Australia Day looming tomorrow (or today back home). Australia Day's past have seen me spend time with my best friend and her family, generally having a good old Aussie bbq, a few vinos, followed by a walk to nearest high point to watch the fab fireworks in Perth. Bonfire night eat your heart out, Skyshow beats you every time.
But this year it is cold, grey all day and dark at 4pm. I am craving the beach, some sunshine, some warm weather, a good Aussie cafe breakfast and flat white, some humour I understand without having to ask what it means, some chocolate that isn't so full of sugar it feels like my teeth might fall out, but most of all, I miss my friends and family.
Adding to all of this was the horrendous time I had trying to get to work last Friday. I left the house at 8am and didn't arrive at work until 10:15am (normally a 40 minute trip). I got to the tube station in the morning only to discover the line was going down and the train on the platform would be the last for the morning. Running down the stairs I was grateful I hadn't yet heard the beeping indicating the doors would be closing imminently, and jumped on the train, barely managing to make room for myself. I breathed a sigh of relief that I wouldn't have to find an alternative route to work.....and then was rudely yanked out of my little smug glow. Literally yanked out. A guy behind me on the platform pulled me off the train by my jacket and stepped on in front of me. I was a little in shock and stood there staring as the train doors closed and it pulled away from the station....leaving me behind. I decided to let it go and not let it ruin my day, as angry as I was. I then waited while 4 buses went past and didn't stop because they were so full (everyone had by then figured out the tube wasn't working). Deciding the bus I was waiting for was a lost cause I crossed the road to wait for one going back the other way, got on one and I was away. 30 minutes later I got to the closest tube station that was open....only to find they weren't letting people into the station due to overcrowding. Which meant another bus ride and then a tube before I was finally at work. By this stage it had definitely ruined by day!
London....this week you have beaten me! Next week, hopefully I will get my own back.
But this year it is cold, grey all day and dark at 4pm. I am craving the beach, some sunshine, some warm weather, a good Aussie cafe breakfast and flat white, some humour I understand without having to ask what it means, some chocolate that isn't so full of sugar it feels like my teeth might fall out, but most of all, I miss my friends and family.
Adding to all of this was the horrendous time I had trying to get to work last Friday. I left the house at 8am and didn't arrive at work until 10:15am (normally a 40 minute trip). I got to the tube station in the morning only to discover the line was going down and the train on the platform would be the last for the morning. Running down the stairs I was grateful I hadn't yet heard the beeping indicating the doors would be closing imminently, and jumped on the train, barely managing to make room for myself. I breathed a sigh of relief that I wouldn't have to find an alternative route to work.....and then was rudely yanked out of my little smug glow. Literally yanked out. A guy behind me on the platform pulled me off the train by my jacket and stepped on in front of me. I was a little in shock and stood there staring as the train doors closed and it pulled away from the station....leaving me behind. I decided to let it go and not let it ruin my day, as angry as I was. I then waited while 4 buses went past and didn't stop because they were so full (everyone had by then figured out the tube wasn't working). Deciding the bus I was waiting for was a lost cause I crossed the road to wait for one going back the other way, got on one and I was away. 30 minutes later I got to the closest tube station that was open....only to find they weren't letting people into the station due to overcrowding. Which meant another bus ride and then a tube before I was finally at work. By this stage it had definitely ruined by day!
London....this week you have beaten me! Next week, hopefully I will get my own back.
Saturday, January 9, 2010
Snowy Wimbledon
Thursday, January 7, 2010
More snow!!!
Tuesday morning we woke up to a blanket of white fluffy snow! And by last night more had fallen and we had a good 4 or 5 inches. The car is snowed in (covered in snow plus the road snow bound), the footpaths are icy and the buses are struggling to get up the hill. But amazingly the tube is still running.....trust me it's a miracle! So unfortunately we still have to go to work, no snow days for us. But more heavy snow is expected tonight so fingers crossed for tomorrow....here are a few pics from the last couple of days.

NYE 2010 - Kensington Rooftop Gardens
We had a FABULOUS New Year's Eve :) :) We had friends Matt and Louise come to stay with us from back home so wanted to do something special. We booked tickets to attend the NYE party at the club at the Rooftop Gardens in Kensington. It was a very slick, well organised affair which we would definitely attend again! We were met on arrival with a lovely raspberry shooter, before heading upstairs to receive a mini bottle of Moet as we exited the lift. After a short wait to check our coats we were ready to party! Which we definitely did with champagne and mojitos all night, some dancing, and a little trying to keep warm outside in the gardens!

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