Combat the leaves

I finally have a job. Its not great pay but it will pay the bills. I am now a warehouse operative for Boysstuff.co.uk. An online store that sells gadgets, RC toys, etc. My job is to pack the products into boxes to be shipped off. Its not teaching but it is local. Plus I can now focus on January for a teaching post closer to home.

The last two weeks have been pretty average. Hard to get up to much with no income. I have managed to walk nearly everywhere in St Albans, so last Saturday I went for a bike ride out to Symondshyde woods. After nearly getting run over a half dozen times on the narrow roads, I wandered into the woods and sat down to have my lunch. In a break between planes flying overhead I listened for a bit and beneath the sounds of birds and insects there was a dull roar of the city six km away. So it looks like I will have to go even further for some peace and quiet.


This weekend was pretty busy for me. My flatmate's leaving party on Friday. He is in Germany for the rest of the year so I have the apartment to myself which is a mixed blessing. But I still haven't gotten into this slow drinking thing, maybe I need more practice. Saturday night I went into London to Meet up with Bob and Jodi. After spending an hour and a half playing trains (not a fun game, especially when lines are closed) I got to Putney and we went to Wagamama for dinner. Good thing I had recently read about how to eat with chopsticks. Although rice is still difficult, so I improvised and made a spoon type device with the chopsticks. Then we went to a cheap bar and had some ale with weird names. While I was playing trains to get home I got talking to two couples from New Zealand, seems we are everywhere, particularly in West London.

Combat the leaves. This was the sign at the train station. It was explaining about how the autumn causes the leaves to fall on the tracks that can cause delays are the trains slip on them and cant accelerate and break as well. However I found it hilarious how the Rail department were waging war against leaves. I was drunk at the time.