Onwards

I still feel quite removed from all that's happened in the city - the bombings and the aftermath seem like they are happening somewhere far away.
I'm getting out and doing things, as usual, just like the authorities suggest that people should.

Sunday was a gorgeous day and I enjoyed toodling around Camden Lock Market. As I wandered I found myself eavesdropping on a couple of hippy-stylish Japanese girls, and their conversation. I feel so drawn to them and the many other Japanese I've encountered/walked past/overheard here. I guess I'm homesick.

Today began badly.
On my way to "work" (work=job searching via computer) I had overwhelming feelings of the futility of this process. I'm glad I'm here, and am starting to enjoy myself quite a bit, but I'm pretty sure I don't want to be here long-term. That makes a long contract job search seem rather futile!
I was lucky to get in touch with Spencer, and as always he was amazing and supportive.
Somehow he got me back on my mental feet, and mid-coversation (via landline) I got a call on my mobile and a job offer.
It's short term, and it's not well paid, but it might be interesting and lead to other things.
So, hurray.
I expect it will last from tomorrow (immediate start!) until July 25th, which is perfect, as on July 26th I'm off to Prague for a Euro-adventure. That's right, I'll have worked a whole 2 weeks, so I'll need a holiday.


And just when one has forgotten that life is anything but lovely...
I came across this woman's account of her experiences of the bombing and afterwards.
The BBC is providing good coverage.


Went out for a walk to Battersea Park this afternoon at 4.00
It's nice. I walked through about half of it (it's big!) and found myself at the St. Albert's Bridge
which I crossed, then a stroll by the river and back across the Battersea Bridge before heading home.


right: Swan in Battersea Park

left: Albert Bridge in the sunshine