Category: firstyearinlondon

London 23/11/1989 Thursday People are so horrible, they can’t see someone happy and they start throwing flour in the ‘pirao’. Seems like a long time has passed since yesterday. These unexpected moments can last an eternity… Let me explain why I complain. David came here at 9 and stayed until 10, when my mum arrived.…

London 22/11/1989 Wednesday A month ago I was leaving Brazil and everything changed so much in that period. You wouldn’t believe it! Today was a day more than amazing. It started off pretty badly, I had a headache and was arguing with my mum. She went and left me without a penny! Guess what I…

London 15/11/1989 Wednesday Arse! It’s 19:35 and I saw NOTHING on TV about the elections in Brazil, all they talk about is Perestroika here, Berlin Wall there, ambulance strikes… Don’t these stupid imperialists realise what an important day it is in Brazil? Instead they had a report about Lambada, ‘the rhythm that has invaded Europe’,…

London 14/11/1989 Tuesday Tomorrow is a very historic day for my country! I’d give a year of my life (or more) to be there. My God, how am I missing out on this crucial episode of my country’s history? How I wish I could be there. Yesterday I saw fog for the first time in…

London 12/11/1989 Sunday Yesterday, after going out for a walk in the park nearby (Clissold Park), with my mum, and some shopping, I did a massive spring clean of the flat. It must have been quite something as I’ve lost 2kg from Friday to Saturday! The Brazilians who live upstairs are Marco and Heloisa. The…