Alone on the bus
I wrote this while traveling home on the bus on my own - Friday 17 June.Robert has bought a motorbike (a 1997 Triumph Daytona Triple in burnt orange). Thanks to the efficiencies of the Oz banking system the money was transfered into the sellers bank account as we slept. As a result Robert gets to pick it up this afternoon. Hence my travelling home on my own. I decided to catch the bus as it seems slightly less traumatic than the train plus it means less walking.
The tube was in complete disarray today. So catching up with Suzanne for lunch was made somewhat more complicated than it should have been. Instead of 2 tube stops each it became a couple of phone calls, a brisk walk and a bus. Still, we managed to get there in the end. At least I learnt some new streets and bus routes.
Today's challenge was communicating with a difficult client. I'll find out whether my email had the desired effect on Monday. The desired effect is some actual communication and content from the client instead of a wall of silence. I must say that there are some very handy terms & conditions that can be called upon to encourage communication in these situations.
So now to the weekend. I guess we should do something fun - aside from riding on the back of a motorbike. I am secretly hoping for sleep as I'm quite tired from a week of late nights, early mornings, shopping and transport chaos. Yes, I've been shopping. I managed to buy a new outfit - skirt, top, shoes, bag and necklace. I'm saving it to wear on Monday when I've got a client meeting. I'm a little nervous about the shoes - I hope I'll be able walk in them for a reasonable distance. I tested them out at work on Thursday afternoon and they seem ok but it's always hard to tell until you start hitting the streets. Robert is a little nervous about the fact that i'm so close to all the shops in Covent Garden. He shouldn't worry - I wont spend all his motorcycle race money on clothes...
We caught up with a friend for dinner last night. We tried out a Thai place in Soho which was was close to the Thai in Sydney that I've tasted. I could tell I'd arrived in the right place due to the smell of Thai cooking wafting out into the street. The only problem was the noise (very busy) and the fact that they have communal tables. But the food was defnitely good. We met Lorraine through Astrid back in Sydney. She's been here for 2 years and lives near to Putney. We're going over to her place on Sunday to watch the Australia vs Brazil game. For those of you who don't know, it's World Cup time and the English are loving it. So far England have won both their games so everyone is happy. I can't help but get a little bit excited about the Soccer or Football as they call it over here.
Well, here we are back in Putney. Just need to walk around the corner and I'm home.

1 Comments:
The Poms aen't the only ones enjoying the world cup, a football badnwagon has travelled the length and breadth of Australia and it's full of fans! Even still after we went down to Brasil at 2-4am this morning.
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