Category Archives: Living in London

On my final Saturday in London, I attended the fixture (match, game, battle, etc) between Chelsea and Fulham. Chelsea Football Club is the club of my neighborhood in London. Fulham is the next neighborhood over, so the supporters of one … Continue reading →

Miia invited me to spend my last day in London with her in Greenwich. Since she invited me towards the end of my leaving do on St. Patty’s day, there was a chance I wouldn’t remember the invite. But I … Continue reading →

I tend to rave about Neighborhoodies as the number one option for personalized clothes. However, I have to add the local Kall Kwik to my list. My co-workers with the help of the Kall Kwik have made me to coolest … Continue reading →

For half an hour, I got to hang out with my cousin Mike at Henry J. Beans. Mike was in england for the day on a business trip, so between a tran breaking down and an 8:00PM flight, we got … Continue reading →

This morning in the UK an attempt was made at a World Record for largest number of people reciting a poem at the same time. School children across the UK at 9:15 am recited the following poem. I wandered lonely … Continue reading →

Since Wednesday was my leaving do and I’ve now had some time to reflect and recover, here are the highlights. I started a bit before everyone else with I went with my cousin Mike over to Henry J Beans for … Continue reading →

Welcome to my Leaving do! If you weren’t there, now you can feel like you were.

Sorry to be posting in an untimely fashion in regards to my adventure in morning beer drinking… Alas, work has been very busy… Anyways, the green beer and the party that took place last Saturday: I arrived at the Kegs … Continue reading →

In August I received a postcard from London. It was not signed and merely said, “Dear Leah. We really must get together for drinks, as it is only an 8 hour drive betwixt our houses.” I emailed all of my … Continue reading →

Face it. New Year’s Eve is always disappointing, no matter how carefully you plan. No matter how great the dress is. How good the band is supposed to be. How many people have RSVP’d. It doesn’t matter. It is always … Continue reading →