firstyearinlondon

London 15/06/1990 Friday My writing is like this because I didn’t sleep last night. I’m like a zombie. All the interesting news are about Patrick so let’s go! On Tuesday he called me arranging to meet on Weds at 5:40 at Arsenal station. Except I understood he’d call me on Weds to confirm and as … Read more

London 11/06/1990 Monday Mental hangover day On Friday Patrick phoned me for us to arrange what to do on the weekend. I arranged for us to meet at the Brazilian squat at 5, on Saturday. Got there on Saturday and chatted to Denise and Robinson. Then Gustavo and some random man arrived. Patrick arrived at … Read more

London 06/06/1990 Wednesday Blimey, I was in a funny place when I was writing the above. If I lost my memory and tried to make sense of my weekend by reading it I might feel a bit lost… I must have entered a self-destructive, compulsively irresponsible phase. After class, yesterday, Letitia and I went to … Read more

London 04/06/1990 Monday – Patrick I just had one of the longest weekends of my life and the best one in England! Feels like a month has passed since I left home on Saturday afternoon… I arrived at the squat and Denise, Gustavo, and the guy who opened the squat were there. Robinson was out … Read more

London 02/06/1990 Saturday Never has a year gone by so quickly! I went to the squat after work yesterday, to visit Denise. Gustavo would have been at work. I walked the 4km to Seven Sisters and on the way I walked past the place Denise and Gustavo were working. Were! They guy said they no … Read more