Impatience!

11th January 2010! Can't wait. I'll have to make do with looking at this poster near my flat until then.

Queue? Que?

Since moving to London last year I have been horrified to find that people here are seemingly unable to form a queue. Not for anything.

I have no idea why this is. Maybe Londoners' lives are so busy they have no time these days to stand in a line? Maybe they feel they are more important than everyone else (as those from outside the M25 have often suspected)? Or maybe it is because a lot of people who live here are from other countries where politeness is not a traditional custom?

Luckily, the Japanese love a good queue, and they will wait for anything. EVEN iPhones (mugs!). Britons now prefer to create a shapeless rabble and shove their way to the front. Shops, buses, hot dog stands. If I wanted barging out of the way on a regular basis I would take up rugby.

Actually, that is a lie, I would never willingly play rugby. Psyche.

Modern manners leave a lot to be desired. I haven't seen a man doff his cap to a lady in a long time. Next time you don your hat, doff.

Forgotten texts

Well, isn't this something. A year and a half after last posting I have finally bothered to post again. Basically, I just got my hands on the best phone in the world, the Nokia N900, and I can do everything from there like blog and tweet and generally whore my thoughts out while on the go. Beautiful.

My website is also slightly altered (not improved mind you), so check that out for the awesome Soul and Funk Selections mixtapes.

Until next time!(?)