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Deep underground, at Bank tube station, a busker strummed her guitar and sang The Smiths' Panic: "Panic on the streets of London/Panic on the streets of Birmingham/And I wonder to myself/Whether I'll ever be sane again..." Stupidly, I didn't stop to listen to what was a beautiful folky version of the song.

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Holy Macaroni!

A tornado has struck North West London. The tornado went down Chamberlayne Road, not too far from Kilburn Lane, where I lived for a year and a half [full story here - thanks for the heads up sparklielizardI know that road well. We walked down it every time we visited Sainsburys or wanted to rent a movie. We also used it for reaching Queen's ( Read more... )

• There was a HUGE fireworks display right next door, at Victoria Park.
  
• It sounded like Americans decided to bomb the park and our apartment, plus the whole neighbourhood, got covered with smoke.
  
• The alarms of neighbourhood cars sprung to life.
  
• We are not at the park because Kevin is still sick.
  
• I can see amusement park attractions glowing above ( Read more... )

When I lived in Canada, whenever a topic of conversation went serious - frakenstein food, globalization, destruction of the planet - some of my friends would interrupt by saying "oh, Amazon forest conversation." It was their way of saying the topic was another highly serious one which shouldn't/couldn't affect their lives; or that it was a cliche ( Read more... )

Kevin locked me inside the apartment on his way to work. I'm currently waiting for the estate agents to arrive in their office.

Thank god this building is not on fire, otherwise I'd be royally screwed.

We can see the smoke from our office.

I hope they manage to get it under control soon.

Update: Seems to be under control, or gone. It rained and there is no more smoke. Also, the pesky news helicopters have buggered off.

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We'd just turned out the lights last night and got into bed when I smelled something funny. At first it seemed like someone was burning incense -- possibly Natalia, who likes that sort of stuff, but a different brand. Then I thought something was burning in the kitchen; maybe the oven had been left on with something inside it. Kevin did a quick ( Read more... )