The New Piccadilly Cafe, London
I can’t believe I’m actually here. In THE Cafe. And I am amazed, because The Cafe is only a 50 meters walk from the hotel I have been staying serveral times, while in London. I had no idea.
The New Piccadilly Cafe, London
I can’t believe I’m actually here. In THE Cafe. And I am amazed, because The Cafe is only a 50 meters walk from the hotel I have been staying serveral times, while in London. I had no idea.
They picked up my tv yesterday, and my internetconnection decided to leave too. Which made it a very weird and silent evening. But no further excuses to not start packing, both boxes and my suitcase. And to throw out even more stuff. The fact that I have to carry it down myself all together, is a very good motivation for throwing things out.
This post is written from Aarhus Airport, where I am waiting for the flight to London, which is leaving in about an hour and a half from now. Hopefully without delay, because I need to be in Central London at 15.00, (UK time) for a very important meeting (the first one). I am very nervous, I didn’t sleep that well, I bite my nails, and I am tired already. I wonder how it all will go.
If I have time enough, I will try to go to the real Cafe (The Cafe) just before the meeting. If that can’t get me motivated and focused, I don’t know what can.
If you should be boring yourself at 16.00 (dutch time), send some positive vibes over, I’ll need them desperately at exactly that time, for an hour or so.
Now I need some breakfast.
The Girl In The Cafe is soon leaving Noviolog and will travel on to the next participant in TGITC on tour project, which is Anne.
Noviolog has written about the film (in english) , you can read his review on his website.
If you would like to participate in The Girl In The Cafe on tour project, you can read about here, and join. (It doesn’t matter where you live).
All it will cost you is a stamp to send the film to the next person, 2 hours to watch this beautiful film, and 15 minutes to write a review about it.
Love can’t change
what’s wrong in the world.
But it’s a start.
Got the idea here.
Google “Unfortunately Your first Name”, and see what comes out of that. Well a lot of sillyness, that’s for sure :
Unfortunately, Ingrid did not dote on Harold. (she saw him as nothing more than a convenient bread basket).
(Oh – I’m sorry Harold)
Unfortunately, Ingrid leaves on Monday, so we have only a couple more days to practice this,
(How did Google know that !!)
Unfortunately, Ingrid, who has switched jackets with Lisa, is kidnapped and Lisa is locked in a supply room.
(wooohaaaahaaaa)
Front and back (click for larger)
(The webaddress is not on the front of the real card, and colours might differ a bit for the real paper cards).
It took me two whole evenings to transfer silly drawings to something that looks a bit like a postcard. Luckily I am not busy at all, only 19 days before the big move. And my head it not at all exploding because of all the bouncing balls who seem to have found a way to double in number, for every day I get closer to the 1st of March.
But I delivered my photoshop files to my very nice colleague who helps me transferring them into a printerready file. I have send one printerready file to Go-Card, and it has been accepted, so now we will make the other 9 too, and hopefully we will be able to send them off to Go-Card today.
I have to say that I like the background colour on the cards. Even though I thought that as simple as possible (white background) was best, I actually quite like the extra colour.
And yes, I am just a cosmic girl, from another galaxy …
Would you like to drink a cup of tea with me, in The Restaurant at the End of the Universe ?
David Tennant
This is David Tennant, and he is one cool British actor. I already wrote this post a couple of days ago, so I could use it on a day where I either had no inspiration at all, or was too busy to write. Today is a day in the second category. The Girl cards are taking up all of my freetime at the moment.
I had a bit more to say about David, but I can imagine that you are not interested in him at all, in that case you can just watch his picture, and wait for better times. But one thing more, David is a Scot. So watch picture and imagine him talking with this delicious accent, or even better hear him talk (click on David Tennant in the right down corner) .
Or you can read on if you like ramblings about Dr. Who and such. I know at least one person who does.
I don’t know exactly where I got the inspiration from, it suddenly was there. OK this triggered me a bit, and so did this film and this one too. I got ideas from listening to music, and many of them are a direct interpretation of a song. Making them absolutely relaxes me, and is something that seems to tame the bouncing balls for a short while, which is rather nice.
After making quite a lot of them, I got (another) very crazy idea. Wouldn’t it be really cool to leave Denmark, leaving behind some kind of Goodbye (and thanks for all the fish) note. After my London decision I have learned that silly ideas sometimes can have great results, so I contacted Go-card. Go-Card is a free postcard service, distributing postcards to all the cafe’s in Denmark. Most of them are commercial postcards, but they do support artists too, and give them a chance to publish their work for free through these postcards.
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-Hi Ingrid – I can see you have a chair for sale. Do you still have it ? – Yes !
-OK, can I pick it of this evening ? – Yes absolutely.
-Will do, see you this evening. Bye ! – Bye !
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-Hi Ingrid – we scheduled a viewing of your flat today. But can we move it to tomorrow ? (my real estate agent)
-Yes. no problem !
-OK – thanks ! Bye! – Bye !
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Hi Ingrid – I can see you still have 19 holidays left. (my work)
– I know !
– Ok just checking – we will transfer the money to your holiday account then. – Yes please do.
-Bye – Bye !
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Hi Ingrid – Hello
This recommendation form you need from us (my bank) to get a bankaccount in the UK – we need your passport. Can you bring it on thursday ?
Ah, passport (thinks about where she left it the last time she needed it ….) yes will do!
See you on thursday ! – Yes we do!
Bye — Bye !
The best thing though came by mail. I just wait for a final confirmation, but boy is this going to be cool. (No it’s not a job – it’s something completely different).
In between the ringing and the bouncing balls – I try to work. Needless to say that it is one hell of a job to concentrate on anything AT ALL these last 22 days.
The Girl In The Cafe has left Amsterdam and is travelling on to the next participant in TGITC on tour project, which is Noviolog.
Robtheblob.nl has written about the film (in Dutch) , and I am pleased to read that he loved it!
If you would like to participate in The Girl In The Cafe on tour project, you can read about here, and join. (It doesn’t matter where you live).
All it will cost you is a stamp to send the film to the next person, 2 hours to watch this beautiful film, and 15 minutes to write a review about it.
Love can’t change
what’s wrong in the world.
But it’s a start.
Bill Nighy
After concert 5 out of 8, very late at home (03.00), waking up with a fresh layer of snow in ?rhus, I woke up late. I watched the news, I was shocked by what’s going on in the world at the moment (without commenting on it any further). I sold my dinnertable, which means that my passport has to move. And I sold my tv which is going to be picked up next sunday, just before my week to London. I have to survive 8 days without a tv, well I think it will be great.
And after all the violence on tv, I switched it off, turned some music on, and started working on a friendly face.
What do you think ?
And after 10 faxes, 16(!) emails, and one phonecall (because I was really tired of it) I got a little bit closer to becoming a Londoner. I have my UK mobilephone number.
Now this was supposed to be one of the easy things on my list. But after this I don’t even dare to think about how much of a hassle the other things are going to be …
(Michael Learns To Rock – The Actor)
When people here ask me why on earth I want to move to London, I say (apart from the whole new and fresh start thing) : film, theatre, museums. And in the look in their eyes I can see that they don’t get it. Why is the cinema in Århus no longer good enough. Well it is, really, but it wasn’t only the cinema I was thinking about when I say film. I also somehow, want to get a little bit closer to the whole filmmaking process, to find out if it is something I like. Well that sounded like mission-are-you-completely-out-of-your-mind-impossible some months ago, but not anymore. (and I warn you this is a very long post !)
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Packing boxes is not the hardest part of moving to another country. It is the administrative hassle around it.
I wanted to order a UK mobilephone number, as one of the first things. And easymobile got recommened by the Danes-in-London group on yahoo. So I decided to sign up there. And I knew they needed a UK address to send the simcard to, but no problem I had that. The problem was that they only accepted UK credit cards for payment. And that I don’t have. Getting a UK bankaccount is supposed to be the most difficult step of the whole project.
But I wasn’t going to give up that easily, and I didn’t feel like phoning around at expensive danish rates while in London the week of 13th of February. So I tried the Easymobile live support chat. And through this genious system I could chat with Elliot. And Elliot was a nice guy, probably a Londoner, but I could not really hear his accent, as we were only writing to each other. And I explained him that I really would love to be a customer but, the credit card was a problem.
But Elliot said – no problem – fax me a copy of your passport and your Danish creditcard and I will let you get your UK phonenumber. You can pick your own telephone number (to a certain extent) and I already had a number I would really like to have. I am a number freak.
When the real estate people come with people to have a look at my flat they normally contact me a day or two in advance, so I can clean up a bit. Normally that goes like waiting until the evening before, very late, and then just stack all the stuff laying on my table into one of my drawers.
What does that have to do with the mobile phone number you are wondering. Well – where the hack is my passport !?!