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Published: September 11th 2006
My new room
(yes - tidy for the photo - but still tidy now!!)
My New Home
After a month in the UK, I have realised that it is too hard to e.mail photos home with the slowness of Yahoo!, so I have decided to enter the world of blogging so I can make everyone jealous of my adventures in the northern hemisphere.
Perhaps seeing my home base won't quite work on the 'making jealous' front, but here it is anyway....
For those of you that are interested in such things, I am living in Clapham, which is south of the Thames on the Northern Line for those of you who know London. My flatmates are Adam, who is the owner of my cool new home and a mate of mine from Sydney and Marc, a friend of Adam's from Sydney. Most of the other people I know from Sydney live north of the river, and I have already been hassled about my suburb choice because I am on the wrong side of the water (particularly because Cammeray was - allegedly - on the wrong side water in Sydney). Of course, I do not agree with either assertion!!
Have spent the first few weeks relaxing and not worrying too much about
the job hunt. One great thing about London is all the free museums, so there is plenty of culture available to keep me busy.
In an effort to keep up a bit of fitness and take advantage of the flatness of London, I have purchased a bicycle. My first ride was lovely. My second, not so much. I can’t really explain what happened, except that one minute I was riding along thinking, ‘I am so brave to be riding home on the streets after riding all the way into town ’ and the next I was on the ground, having skidded and fallen!!! Luckily, the bus behind me stopped in plenty of time (truth - not poetic license to make story better).
Palms - 2 grazed
Knees - 1 grazed
Hands - 1 thumb stubbed (exactly like the stubbed toes of my youth) and various other scratches
Trousers - 1 ripped
Pride - 1 dented
Bike - no obvious scratches
Injuries are healed now and have learned valuable lessons:
- I am an unko on the bike; and
- Pride really does go before a fall!!
I guess, at least,
Gross bike injuries
Not very attractive
I am well on the way to becoming a real cyclist now.
Anyway - here is a gross photo of my injuries - a bit 'stigmata of the Christ'
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