tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-54582295006035770552024-03-19T10:14:29.039-07:00THE TALES OF LIVINGDrizzle Kidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08546984359469449683noreply@blogger.comBlogger247125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5458229500603577055.post-90821273453951274122015-08-03T07:37:00.000-07:002015-08-03T07:37:05.038-07:00Thin Walls<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Neighbours can't live with them and can't avoid a trip to the post office for your Amazon packages delivered without them. One of the dilemmas of life.<br />
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So the house I currently live in has fairly thin walls, so any loud noises from our neighbours who live in the adjacent house travels fairly easily.<br />
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In the moment of writing this I am working from home (read: meant to be working but actually writing a blog post instead - let's call that a coffee break shall we?) and the neighbours teenage kid and his friends are playing video games. Fair enough, they are boys and shouting loudly when you win is fine it does interrupt me. I must agree that this example was a bit petty, since it's in the middle of the day and not hugely inconvenient.<br />
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Here are a few anecdotes about how the thin walls between their house and ours have created some inconvenient, uncomfortable and occasionally blush making situations.<br />
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<u>Loud party</u><br />
On a bank holiday Monday (a day which is public holiday with no work in the UK) our neighbours decided to have a big party. It was an odd choice of day in this 3 day weekend as the party could have been done on either Saturday or Sunday, so that there would have been a non-work day to recover on. Yet they decided to pick the Monday evening for their party - which meant that everyone (at least in my house-share) were getting up the next morning to go to work and go to university. At party was pretty rowdy but I managed to fall asleep and slept through the majority of it (I am like the dead when I sleep and have slept through thunder storms before). But even with my sound sleeper qualities I was awoken at approximately 2.30 in the morning by extremely loud music. In my top floor room the furthers away from their kitchen/living room area, I could still very clearly hear every single word of the chorus of the song 'Zombie' by the Cranberries.<br />
<i>Side note: A pretty weird song choice for a party?</i><br />
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<u>Arguing</u><br />
As the couple next door has a teenage son I understand that there sometimes might be heated moments and raised voices. But this family certainly pick their moment - normally late at night say midnight onwards and they will shout, slam doors and stomp up and down the stairs. Sometimes they are so loud that I for a second think that my housemates in our house are arguing in the kitchen downstairs before I realise that it's actually our neighbours next door.<br />
I can't really criticise this too much - all families have their disagreements. But it does leave me a bit uncomfortable when I can hear the majority of what is shouted between them in what obviously is a family matter.<br />
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<u>Intimate moments</u><br />
This last example is by far the most uncomfortable and embarrassing. The woman who lives next door has recently introduced a new man in her life, who clearly knows the ways of a woman - if you know what I mean. Semi-regularly on the weekends I will wake up in the morning and hear very load sounds from next door. They are clearly enjoying a private but loud moment, which through the thin walls makes it impossible for me to not overhear. Her screams of ecstasy and 'Oh yes!' travel clearly through the walls. Even leaving my bedroom and moving two floors down to our kitchen - the noises produced by their union are still very clear to the ear.<br />
Oh dear... What does one do in these situations? Make a cup of coffee and put on the TV on really high volume...<br />
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Drizzle Kidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08546984359469449683noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5458229500603577055.post-12550733365955272672015-07-20T03:19:00.001-07:002015-07-20T03:19:47.730-07:00The Happy Forecast<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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How happy are different parts of London? That's something that <a href="http://weareclubhouse.com/" target="_blank">Clubhouse Studios</a> have tried to figure out - using data from Zoopla and Twitter together with a year long study of how people interact in different areas. The study took into account observations of people's body language, verbal interactions as well as acts of kindness and aggression.<br />
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I found it funny to look at the area I currently live in in North London compared to the one that I'm moving to in South West London. I did note that I'm moving from an area which is classed as 'Stormy' to an area that is classed as 'Splendid' in terms of the outlook of living in that postcode.</div>
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New song by Lana Del Rey, from her third and upcoming album which is yet to have a release date set. I must say that I have been late to the Lana Del Ray party, only really waking up during the time of the second album and that short film of hers - <a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VwuHOQLSpEg" target="_blank">Tropico</a>.<br />
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<b><i>Honeymoon</i></b></div>
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<span class="s1"><i>We both know that it's not fashionable to love me</i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i>But you don't go cause truly there's nobody for you but me</i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i>We could cruise to the blues</i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i>Wilshire Boulevard if we choose</i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i>Or whatever you want to do</i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i>We make the rules</i></span></div>
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<i><span class="s1"></span><br /></i></div>
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<span class="s1"><i>Our honeymoon</i></span></div>
<div class="p1" style="text-align: center;">
<span class="s1"><i>Our honeymoon</i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i>Our honeymoon</i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i>Say you want me too</i></span></div>
<div class="p1" style="text-align: center;">
<span class="s1"><i>Say you want me too</i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i>Dark blue</i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i>Dark blue</i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i>We both know the history of violence that surrounds you</i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i>But I'm not scared, there's nothing to lose now that I've found you</i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i>We could cruise to the news</i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i>Pico blvd in you used little bullet car if we choose</i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i>Mr. Born to lose</i></span></div>
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<i><span class="s1"></span><br /></i></div>
<div class="p1" style="text-align: center;">
<span class="s1"><i>Our honeymoon</i></span></div>
<div class="p1" style="text-align: center;">
<span class="s1"><i>Our honeymoon</i></span></div>
<div class="p1" style="text-align: center;">
<span class="s1"><i>Our honeymoon</i></span></div>
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<i><span class="s1"></span><br /></i></div>
<div class="p1" style="text-align: center;">
<span class="s1"><i>Say you want me too</i></span></div>
<div class="p1" style="text-align: center;">
<span class="s1"><i>Say you want me too</i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i>Dark blue</i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i>Dark blue</i></span></div>
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<i><span class="s1"></span><br /></i></div>
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<span class="s1"><i>There are violets in your eyes</i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i>There are guns that blaze around you</i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i>There are roses in between my thighs and fire that surrounds you</i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i>It's no wonder every man in town had neither fought nor found you</i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i>Everything you do is elusive to even your honey dew</i></span></div>
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<i><span class="s1"></span><br /></i></div>
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<span class="s1"><i>Our honeymoon</i></span></div>
<div class="p1" style="text-align: center;">
<span class="s1"><i>Our honeymoon</i></span></div>
<div class="p1" style="text-align: center;">
<span class="s1"><i>Our honeymoon</i></span></div>
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<i><span class="s1"></span><br /></i></div>
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<span class="s1"><i>Dreaming away your life</i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i>Dreaming away your life</i></span></div>
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<div class="p1" style="text-align: center;">
<span class="s1"><i>Dreaming away your life</i></span></div>
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Some music transforms you back to a different time, a different place and makes you remember how you felt when you first got in to that particular track, artist or album.<br />
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I've been searching for a name in my mind of a band that I listened to during my first year of living in London and it finally clicked. The name I was looking for was Cardinal Jack.<br />
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This particular track of theirs makes me think of the smell of beer spilled on pavements in warm summer nights, the vortex of people at Camden Market and the dingy small clubs that I used to go to. Listening to this song makes me remember how new and fresh everything was and how I excited I was to be in this big city, where my music tastes suddenly were reflected in the pub jukeboxes of the watering holes we would hang it on after our lectures at the university were finished.<br />
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So I've started publishing chapters of my first novel 'The Society' on Wattpad. Please head over and check it out! I would love to hear what you think of it!<br />
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Drizzle Kidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08546984359469449683noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5458229500603577055.post-3403595305866582182013-08-23T13:55:00.000-07:002013-08-23T13:55:00.564-07:00Some days...<h3>
<span style="font-size: large;">... you just need a hug!</span></h3>
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This reminds me that this fall I should definitely get some seeds. Every year I get very excited, after a couple of months of soggy grey London winter I realise that all I am really doing is making the pigeon population of London fatter.<br />
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Hungry anyone?Drizzle Kidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08546984359469449683noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5458229500603577055.post-10714907656479705602013-08-16T03:11:00.001-07:002013-08-16T03:11:29.305-07:00Sailor & I<h2>
Something you said made me lose it again<br />I can't remember the last time you made me feel safe<br />There's no room for love, no time for understanding<br /><b><u>Sometimes I start a fight just to see if you care.</u></b></h2>
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<br />It's not getting better<br /><b><u>It's not getting any easier.</u></b></h2>
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I never thought I'd become so cold inside.</h2>
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<br />Day after day, we're wishing our lives would change<br />As long as you say it's alright, it's alright with me.<br /><u><b>If we promise too much, more than enough.</b></u></h2>
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<span style="color: #cc0000;">I never thought it'd be easy, not hard like this.</span></h2>
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Drizzle Kidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08546984359469449683noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5458229500603577055.post-35992277466574356712013-08-13T07:28:00.000-07:002013-08-13T07:28:33.526-07:00Numbers in actionI'd forgotten all about this song and how good it it. It's a real good song for starting your week of. <i>Motivation for the office anyone?</i><br />
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Drizzle Kidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08546984359469449683noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5458229500603577055.post-61083614947960287342013-08-12T04:19:00.001-07:002013-08-12T04:19:53.282-07:00Swirl of ColourHere's a swirl of colour to brighten your day!<br />
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Drizzle Kidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08546984359469449683noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5458229500603577055.post-8392366430611555742013-07-22T00:21:00.000-07:002013-07-22T00:21:12.669-07:00Once more with feeling...So a while back I wrote about <a href="http://drizzlekidgoeslondon.blogspot.co.uk/2013/01/one-sided-friendship.html">a one sided friendship... </a><br />
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Now I think I have ended up in the same situation with another one of my friends. The question now is: <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><b>Is it just circumstantial and a coincidence or am I the one who brings it out of people?</b></span>Drizzle Kidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08546984359469449683noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5458229500603577055.post-67762872355106744232013-07-19T04:22:00.003-07:002013-07-19T04:22:55.104-07:00Apocalypse WaspSo I work in an office that has an outer courtyard. You actually have to go outside to get to the kitchen and bathroom areas. We share this office building with 7 other companies, all smallish like the company I work for. So we all have to step into the fresh air before getting to the coffee maker every morning.<br />
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Today, our landlord for the building announced that he needs to kill a wasps nest on the courtyard. There will be an hour of wasp killing time with furious wasps darting around the courtyard, when no one will be able to reach the kitchen/bathrooms.<br />
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Currently there is a stampede of collecting fresh coffee/top up water bottles/last minute checks - as we all prepare to bunk down for the wasp-ocalypse.Drizzle Kidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08546984359469449683noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5458229500603577055.post-7985470659647752832013-07-18T00:37:00.000-07:002013-08-13T08:40:45.758-07:00Angry ManI saw a man on the bus today. Getting extremely angry and upset over the fact that bus has to hold to regulate the service.<br />
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He was shouting<span style="font-size: large;"> "Unbelievable - why can't we just drive!!"</span> and then he was making little frustrated noises and threw his head back. Once the bus started moving <i style="font-weight: bold;">after a hold of less than 3 minutes </i>he clapped his hands really sarcastically.<br />
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Such a sad angry man. All that energy could have been spent in a more productive way. I couldn't help but think:<span style="font-size: large;"> </span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><b>"How unfulfilling and sad is your life, if you place such anger so misdirected? How do you really feel when you wake up in the morning? What in your life is making you so angry?"</b></span>Drizzle Kidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08546984359469449683noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5458229500603577055.post-50440970848317922632013-07-17T09:29:00.000-07:002013-07-17T09:29:18.257-07:00The Sweet Life<iframe frameborder="no" height="166" scrolling="no" src="https://w.soundcloud.com/player/?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F52001640" width="100%"></iframe><br />
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A sweet summer song.<br />
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<span style="color: red;">Why see the world, when you've got the beach?</span></h2>
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Where she goes I don't know, I don't want to know<br />I don't care I don't see</h2>
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