The essay is long handed in and awaiting its verdict. Yet the excessive procrastination is still taking its toll. The other day I received a little red card through the post informing me that I got a parcel which my postman could not be bothered to deliver, he rarely is. Without a clue what that might contain I started the endless walk to the far away collection office. On arrival I was handed a small brown parcel containing a toy panda bear. I guess it could have been worse, it could have been a little blue plastic cow. The panda stems from a procrastination action involving vouchers on a package of toilet paper and a small donation to the WWF.
Considering that I find myself all alone in Glasgow the new company was quite welcome. The panda and me went straight from the post office to the cinema and saw Iron Man. Which is an awesome film, do not cross me on that one dear reader!
Living in Glasgow for 8 months now, I have decided that of all the places I have been to in my life this is the one that most resembles Royston Vasey. Only it might be a bit harder to fit in here.
I tried to book a hotel room for some friends but the Tourist Information was most reluctant to talk to me. After much persuasion they gave me a little list. Most of the rooms miraculously doubled in price when I called. I finally found a hotel around the corner so I went there and tried to book. It took a long time because the man was most annoyed at the strange name and he got extremely impatient when I did not understand him straight away. He made a point of not understanding me either by breathing out heavily, shaking is head, squinting his eyes and then grunting in dispair. I ended up writing things down for him. I thought at least hotels would not mind people that are not "local" but apparently they do. In their defence I can say, dub it and you have Locarno.
Monday, 5 May 2008
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