London's deserted - it must be Xmas
It's almost Christmas which means hordes of Londoners desert the city like rats from a sinking ship. Having spent two New years eves in this city I can wholeheartedly say the best thing to do is to leave because no one else is here. So off I go once again to sunnier shores. A bit of sun, and more importantly seeing family. Is it just plain wrong to admit you havent seen your parents in a year? Or your brother in almost three years - having missed the moments of his life when he went from 17 to a 20 year old adult? It's because we are such a nomadic lot - parents travelling more than kids, we are dispersed across the continents like islands onto ourselves.
So bye to annoying neighbours - the crazy old insomniac lady who lives upstairs and despite it being winter opens her windows from midnight onwards and blares her TV as loud as it will go, or the Portugese couple downstairs who will never open their door to us even though we suspect our bathroom is leaking into their ceiling and are constantly cooking aromatic foods all day long every day - Good bye to the weather although really it hasn't gotten that cold - Goodbye to that you-suspect-you-maybe getting a cold feeling so keep shoving echinacea and vitamin C down your throat - Goodbye to isolation and sitting for hours infront of the computer willing yourself to write. Goodbye to Xmas parties - which is unusual for me but this year has bought quite a few invites and there you are at the Globe theatre watching old white people dance to a terrible house band playing Abba. Goodbye... for now. It all starts again in Jan.
Merry Xmas, Eid, Hannukah, whatever... And here's praying and hoping next year is a good one.
So bye to annoying neighbours - the crazy old insomniac lady who lives upstairs and despite it being winter opens her windows from midnight onwards and blares her TV as loud as it will go, or the Portugese couple downstairs who will never open their door to us even though we suspect our bathroom is leaking into their ceiling and are constantly cooking aromatic foods all day long every day - Good bye to the weather although really it hasn't gotten that cold - Goodbye to that you-suspect-you-maybe getting a cold feeling so keep shoving echinacea and vitamin C down your throat - Goodbye to isolation and sitting for hours infront of the computer willing yourself to write. Goodbye to Xmas parties - which is unusual for me but this year has bought quite a few invites and there you are at the Globe theatre watching old white people dance to a terrible house band playing Abba. Goodbye... for now. It all starts again in Jan.
Merry Xmas, Eid, Hannukah, whatever... And here's praying and hoping next year is a good one.
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