Well, I'm still settling in. More observations:
Dodgy People:
Every area has a few dodgy people. There's loads in Brixton though. Unshaven, scruffy, and hanging around in the day like they don't have jobs. In this crowd, I'm almost invisible.
Mentals:
Definitely seem to be alot. I think I saw my best one today sat at the Ritzy. I'm not sure what he was singing/rapping about. It was very animated. After about an hour of his own little world, he then went in to buy a small shot and a cake. On his way out, he suddenly flipped, and asked the two women with children sat inside whether they'd prefer the door open or closed (no other c*nt going through the door seemed to be arsed). It was pure Little Britain, where the mad woman suddenly becomes mundane, answering a phone call. Then I read something in the paper that Lambeth has a "3 times higher" rate of mental illness. Sad, but that man was the most civilized mental I've ever seen.
Where's Elly Jackson?
I thought she was everywhere. So much so she'd become a burden on local infrastructure. Queueing to top up your Oyster Card? Picking up a guilty KFC? Always stuck behind the pantaloons and the quiff. I'd even imagined a more localised M&S. A few tills with signs above them saying "Baskets Only. No La Roux". Where the hell is she? On holiday?
Dodgy People:
Every area has a few dodgy people. There's loads in Brixton though. Unshaven, scruffy, and hanging around in the day like they don't have jobs. In this crowd, I'm almost invisible.
Mentals:
Definitely seem to be alot. I think I saw my best one today sat at the Ritzy. I'm not sure what he was singing/rapping about. It was very animated. After about an hour of his own little world, he then went in to buy a small shot and a cake. On his way out, he suddenly flipped, and asked the two women with children sat inside whether they'd prefer the door open or closed (no other c*nt going through the door seemed to be arsed). It was pure Little Britain, where the mad woman suddenly becomes mundane, answering a phone call. Then I read something in the paper that Lambeth has a "3 times higher" rate of mental illness. Sad, but that man was the most civilized mental I've ever seen.
Where's Elly Jackson?
I thought she was everywhere. So much so she'd become a burden on local infrastructure. Queueing to top up your Oyster Card? Picking up a guilty KFC? Always stuck behind the pantaloons and the quiff. I'd even imagined a more localised M&S. A few tills with signs above them saying "Baskets Only. No La Roux". Where the hell is she? On holiday?
