surrounded by finery

I really hope nobody subscribes to this blog, because I'd like to use it a little more spontaneously to update things as they occur here in this wonderful/nasty city of London. Tonight JM and I went to the park after work - it's been a bugger of a day - long hours and , for me at least, a lot of potentially wasted effort until all these things that I've been throwing myself at may eventually 'bear fruit' - story of my life so far, exccept this time with a definate business edge. To set the tone, earlier today I went to the hairdressers, they did their usual trim and the usual manic attack with the hair straighteners, so that this afternoon I look remotely like a Sloane Ranger -ie somebody potentially well dressed with straight hair.

So anyway JM and I head to the park and grab a couple of ciders on the way. Sit next to the massive white swan pond, except this time it's surrounded by migrating geese (from where?) who have liberally dotted the surrounds with piles of feathers and lumps of goose shit. Charmingly, people still manage to loll about in all this. JM and I remain sophisticated and grab some of the stripey deckshairs, pull out the newspapers and sunglasses and have a lovely and well earned time in the sun. The shoes even came off.

I became entranced, and perhaps with the help of the cider, got a real feeling of bonhomie. That's what I want to record here. Some sort of insight. I'm hungry so must grab some dinner, but basically the feeling, the barrier Im getting through with all this self-employment shit in the middle of a massively steep UK recession, is perhaps the shift that has to happen in order to see the world through a sales-delivery mindset, the eyes of an entrepreneur perhaps? This would be very nice if only it were true. I must go and eat, so will hold this thought until next update, and if there really is anyone out there reading this, please don't!! but if you have, please have a nice day and look after yourself and try and find your 'nugget'.

On the way home we passed the latest Rolls Royce and Bentley's parked outside the Japanese restaurant, nose to nose, both with peak-capped foreign drivers, cars about £250K each, drivers about £20K each per year..... it's like that around here. Outside the hostel, cheap bikes chained to the black glossy rails. Its a pretty grand city, I do love it here. Love from Sue in London.