Two “look at me I am cool” wannabees:
Man (American, older, sunglasses, hair that does not suit his age) to woman (American, younger, blond, but quite unlike Paris Hilton):
Well, hello are you here!
(yes of course she is here moron, you can see here can’t you!)
Woman: Yes! Are you here too?
(Duh!! Well if he is not here [...]

The Girl goes S&M

November 6th, 2007

Bob and Mick on the wall.
Red seats.
Red and white checkered plastic cloth on the table.
4 types of mustard.
HP Sauce, salt, pepper, sugar and ketchup.
And S&M in a London mix on the plate right in front of me.
Kinky.
How many Britons points do I get for actually liking that?
If you want it too, you can get it [...]

The double moral about Banksy

September 20th, 2007

Banksy in Notting Hill

Banksy, on the corner of Portobello Road and Acklam Road, taken this morning
Imagine you have just painted the outdoor wall of your house beautifully white this summer. And one morning you wake up and find this huge graffiti on your white wall.
That would piss most people off, unless the graffiti is made [...]

Love Actually, in a box

July 13th, 2007

Love Actually, in a box

I was wandering around the market on Portobello Road again. Mainly because it was lunch time and the weather is so nice at the moment, but also because I was trying to get some pictures of the market for Kate, as she asked for it a while ago (and I am [...]

You meet this nice street cleaner who asks you how you are while passing him. Good, thank you, and you?
Your busdrive to work passes The Royal Albert Hall, Kensington park, Hyde Park and Knightbridge.
You like the book you are reading.
The sun shines when you decide to go for lunch.
You work only a few hundred meters [...]

I live in a film

April 1st, 2007

Notting Hill blue

A blue house in Notting Hill
A sunny day in Notting Hill.

Notting Hill Coronet

May 22nd, 2006

Notting Hill Coronet - Cinema, London

The first time I popped up from Notting Hill Gate station, I was disappointed. I had expected to see the market, and the house with the blue door. And maybe even run into Hugh Grant, spilling his orange juice on my Love Actually t-shirt. But then, you might say I [...]

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