i seemed to have stopped crying for now

holy sweet mother of everything holy! i hate moving more than mushrooms...and i despise mushrooms above all else. i can't count how many times i've cried while trying to pack up my life. anyone who's seen my flat knows how tiny it is. but you'd all be shocked and amazed to know just how much crap i've managed to cram into it. it almost boarders on the obscene.

and if moving wasn't stressful enough, the water running through my flat and the chicken shop decided to get all blocked up and flood the shop. now i don't so much care about a flooded chicken shop (even though they never shut, even when there was a stream running out the door - EWWWW - where are the health and safety police?) but the landlord told me to cease and desist all showers and dish washing. luckily (i guess) my toilet runs on a different system so i was allowed to use that. so i'm getting all sweaty with the packing and moving. it's 30 degrees. i can't take a shower for 3 days. i was ripe. that made me cry as well.

thank the gods for jonathan and his garage. i'm not sure what i would have done without it as a storage space.

and praise the gods that i found alex (even if the timing is supremely crappy as i'm moving home for many months) because being able to stop packing and cleaning for a cuddle makes all the difference in the world! we went for a sunset walk through epping forest the other day (a forest near jonathan's) and there was a swan couple in the pond with 7 cygnets. the whole family came out of the water and greeted us by trying to eat our toes. what fun.

so the end of the chicken shop era is near. only 4 more sleeps. and 4 more mornings waking up to the smell frying chicken flesh. i'm off to edinburgh on wednesday for a week and then i'm homeward bound. it's all very conflicting. i'm happy to be leaving the chicken shop but not so happy about having to move. i'm happy about coming home for a goodly chunk of time but not so happy about leaving london.

right, i feel another cry coming on. i'm so very emotional this week.

robyn's tips to beat the heat: #3

pray for rain.

glorious rain!

big fat raindrops that bring coolness!

thank the gods for the rain!

robyn's tip to beat the heat: #2

eat ice lollies all day long. and when no one is looking, place one down your clevage for extra cooling.

being last day of term and all....my class and i layed around all day eating freezies and watching videos. well...too much chocolate, biscuits, crisps, gummy sweets and juice was also consumed in between the frozen treats. they were litterally pinging off the walls when i ushered them out to their parents.

oh woe is me!

schoooooool's out for summer!
schoooooool's out for ever!

apparently i've mentioned to my class that i like chocolate quite alot this year. i usually get many bottles of wine for leaving presents, along with the general tat teddy bears, picture frames and such. but this year....no wine. at all! only boxes of chocolates with the general tat teddy bears, picture frames and such.

hurrah! i hear you say. who would winge about getting 8 boxes of chocloates? 8 boxes of chocolates sitting in the car while you're in the pub having an end of term drink when it's 32 degrees isn't so good. my 8 boxes of chocolates are now puddles of goo in trays.

bollocks.

  

robyn's tips to beat the heat: #1

so you've come home after a long, hot, bothered day at work. it's 33 degrees. what's the first thing you do? in the privacy of your own home, may i add...

*get your standing fan and place it directly beside your bed.
*fill a spray bottle with water.
*take a cold shower, i suggest using a minty shower gel if you can find one.
*do not dry off.
*spread your towel on the bed and lay directly in front of the fan.
*when you start to dry off spray yourself with the spritz bottle to ensure the glorious coldness lasts as long as you can stand.

i'm wet

it's hot.

i don't like it.

tomorrow will bring some relief. it'll be 31 degrees instead of 36. sweet!

the poor little animals in the zoo were suffering too! the lions were served bloody ice blocks while monkeys got fruit encased in ice.
 

the end is near

one more week of school.

just one more week.

having to be at school until the end of july is just plain mean.

ing-ge-lund!

inglund till i die,
i'm inglund till i die,
i know i am and so i am,
i'm inglund till i die.

england is out of the world cup. it was a well played match that saw england knocked out by portugal in penalties. i've never cared so much about football before.

rooney got a controversial red card and thus england were a man down for much of the second half and still portugal couldn't score.

and david beckham has stepped down as captain.

we love you beckham, we do.
we love you beckham, we do.
we love you beckham, we do.
oh beckham we love you!

it's unfortunate that the world cup is over for us, i've only just started to understand what people are saying for all the various chants.