London countdown: LEAVING TOMORROW

Now it's time to say goodbye to all our company.

I leave tomorrow and in honour of the move, I've moving journals too! Go add me here: http://www.livejournal.com/friends/add.bml?user=murraynz.

London countdown: three days to goI speak to dad about once a year. If that ( Read more... )

Ryan: Friend. Ryan sent the first of seven text messages that I've had today from people saying 'goodbye'. I take that as a hint that I should be gone already ( Read more... )

Anna: Friend. Anna insisted that I meet her new born baby, Jack. He was born ginge and her entire family jokingly questioned if she'd been rooting the postman ( Read more... )

Cormac: Friend. I'm glad he's Irish. It means he will definitely come visit me in London at some stage in the next five years ( Read more... )

Hello kids ( Read more... )

I started a maddening love affair with books at about the same time I started walking.

When my parents partied with beer crates filling the house, I'd cart a copy of Where's Spot? around drunken adults, always finding someone willing to humour me with a few pages. There, I memorised lines before I really knew what letters were ( Read more... )

Yvonne: Workmate. She owns one of the best apartments I've see in Auckland. I'm considering marrying her for half ( Read more... )

Erin: Friend and flatmate. Hannah woke Erin up in hysterics at 2am because her car was being broken into. Erin - the man of the house - stormed outside in her night gown and began yelling at the occupants to 'get the fuck out'. As it turns out, the two men were in an identical car, parked right next to Hannah's. They were just having trouble ( Read more... )

Ciara: Recently arrived Irish fashion designer friend that's done all but offer me sexual favours to get her into a show ( Read more... )