Bye bye Jimbo
Saturday, September 24th, 2005Everyone needs friends in their lives, but sometimes you need friends in your lives. I just can’t say what I would have done if I hadn’t had my friend, Jim, here in London to help me out over the past few weeks. He offered to let me stay with him and his family when I first came until Kelly came over, which was amazing and I appreciated it so much. Then it was off to the hostel with Kelly, sharing one bathroom with the entire building-full of girls, having to endure watching East Enders while some Australian couple slobbered all over each other in a corner, and being kept up at night because of the stench wafting upwards from the piss-drunk old man who staggered in from the pub at 3 in the morning. However bad it may have been, it was our home. And then we were told there were no beds for us and we had to vacate because a bus-load of Dutch school kids were moving into the place. No jobs, no house, no hostel vacancies for less than 25 pounds a night each…we were up the creek. Then, lo and behold, Jim sends word that we can come back to his. So back to Wimbledon I went, and oh so glad was I for that.
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