Bombs are Poo
I have had the SHITTEST day.
I set off to be at work on time. Got to Victoria and at first we weren't allowed to go downstairs to the underground, as it was too packed. Then we got let down, but had to wait a while to be let through the other barriers. Eventually got on the tube - we were packed in like sardines but not going anywhere. After about 5 minutes we were told the entire tube network was shut down due to a "power failure" and that we had to leave the station and use the buses outside. Absolutely packed outside the train station, with people fighting to get on buses. I had to wait for about 25 minutes for one to take me to St Paul's. Bus took FOREVER. Got off at about 10:30am and went straight into Holland & Barrett to buy a flapjack as I was starving. Woman behind till started talking to me about bombs going off, but she was talking really fast and I thought she was just speculating. However, I got into work and apparently everyone had been late and I found out what had been going on. Eek. Nobody did any work at all. everyone was just looking on the net, listening to TV and going downstairs to watch TV on a big screen - the Sky News Channel. Spent nearly all day worrying about how to get home.
Apparently the death toll is around 37 now or something. I am far too tired to write in any great detail now, so I will cut and paste the rest of the day from the e-mail I sent to Michael, for quickness. Have to say it's gonna be a bit scary going to and from work for a while, because no-one knows if this is the beginning of a spate of bombings or what the hell is going on. It's like a scary lottery every time you get onto a tube. Not good.
[e-mail to Mike]
You smell. I tried to ring you before but you were on the phone - then ya dint ring me back. Sniff!
How did you know I got back OK? Did I text you, I can't remember (it was so exhausting getting back I just fell asleep on the settee for a while, but then my grandma woke me up by ringing and I stayed on the phone with her for about 30 seconds because I was too tired)?
I left at 3:30 (so lost 3 hours' pay today, which I can't afford to lose) and this girl at work looked up for me that I could get a train at 4:15 from Liverpool Street. Well, I THOUGHT she said Liverpool Street anyway. I couldn't find it at first and ended up at Fenchurch - which you couldn't get into as it was too full. Eventually I found Liv St, but soon discovered, after having to do a huge diversion on legs to get in the only open entrance, that it was the wrong one and she must have said London Bridge (!). SO - I got to London Bridge and eventually a train came that was going to Penge West.
EEEEEUUUUUUW on the train, sat opposite to me, there was this man picking his nose like a demon! A big demon pig !!!! He probably got a big pig face from shoving his fingers so far up it has squashed his nose into his face permanently!!!!! He kept doing that, rolling "stuff" round in his fingers and then sticking them up again. I kept looking at him with a face like this [I did the face here but you can't see it!] but he didn't stop! EEEEEEEEEUUUUUUUUUUWWWWW!!!!!!!!!!!
Everyone is in tonight. Andrew's here too. Andrew was annoying me before because he took the remote control and put Time Team on TV. GRRRRRRRRR. You wouldn't get me litterin' the house up with smelly blokes mid week I tell yer!!!!! Kate's just come back from buying a couple of bottles of wine. I think when I was half coming round from my sleep on the settee I heard something about putting a DVD on - the DVD they were wibbling about though I've never heard of and it sounds rubbish so I might go to bed, or watch summat different upstairs on my laptop. Not in the mood for a rubbish DVD.
I am full too, I have already had my tea but I've just put a veggie lasagne in the oven - don't know why - I'm just being greedy.
Toodle pip now! x
I set off to be at work on time. Got to Victoria and at first we weren't allowed to go downstairs to the underground, as it was too packed. Then we got let down, but had to wait a while to be let through the other barriers. Eventually got on the tube - we were packed in like sardines but not going anywhere. After about 5 minutes we were told the entire tube network was shut down due to a "power failure" and that we had to leave the station and use the buses outside. Absolutely packed outside the train station, with people fighting to get on buses. I had to wait for about 25 minutes for one to take me to St Paul's. Bus took FOREVER. Got off at about 10:30am and went straight into Holland & Barrett to buy a flapjack as I was starving. Woman behind till started talking to me about bombs going off, but she was talking really fast and I thought she was just speculating. However, I got into work and apparently everyone had been late and I found out what had been going on. Eek. Nobody did any work at all. everyone was just looking on the net, listening to TV and going downstairs to watch TV on a big screen - the Sky News Channel. Spent nearly all day worrying about how to get home.
Apparently the death toll is around 37 now or something. I am far too tired to write in any great detail now, so I will cut and paste the rest of the day from the e-mail I sent to Michael, for quickness. Have to say it's gonna be a bit scary going to and from work for a while, because no-one knows if this is the beginning of a spate of bombings or what the hell is going on. It's like a scary lottery every time you get onto a tube. Not good.
[e-mail to Mike]
You smell. I tried to ring you before but you were on the phone - then ya dint ring me back. Sniff!
How did you know I got back OK? Did I text you, I can't remember (it was so exhausting getting back I just fell asleep on the settee for a while, but then my grandma woke me up by ringing and I stayed on the phone with her for about 30 seconds because I was too tired)?
I left at 3:30 (so lost 3 hours' pay today, which I can't afford to lose) and this girl at work looked up for me that I could get a train at 4:15 from Liverpool Street. Well, I THOUGHT she said Liverpool Street anyway. I couldn't find it at first and ended up at Fenchurch - which you couldn't get into as it was too full. Eventually I found Liv St, but soon discovered, after having to do a huge diversion on legs to get in the only open entrance, that it was the wrong one and she must have said London Bridge (!). SO - I got to London Bridge and eventually a train came that was going to Penge West.
EEEEEUUUUUUW on the train, sat opposite to me, there was this man picking his nose like a demon! A big demon pig !!!! He probably got a big pig face from shoving his fingers so far up it has squashed his nose into his face permanently!!!!! He kept doing that, rolling "stuff" round in his fingers and then sticking them up again. I kept looking at him with a face like this [I did the face here but you can't see it!] but he didn't stop! EEEEEEEEEUUUUUUUUUUWWWWW!!!!!!!!!!!
Everyone is in tonight. Andrew's here too. Andrew was annoying me before because he took the remote control and put Time Team on TV. GRRRRRRRRR. You wouldn't get me litterin' the house up with smelly blokes mid week I tell yer!!!!! Kate's just come back from buying a couple of bottles of wine. I think when I was half coming round from my sleep on the settee I heard something about putting a DVD on - the DVD they were wibbling about though I've never heard of and it sounds rubbish so I might go to bed, or watch summat different upstairs on my laptop. Not in the mood for a rubbish DVD.
I am full too, I have already had my tea but I've just put a veggie lasagne in the oven - don't know why - I'm just being greedy.
Toodle pip now! x