Saturday, 8 November 2008

warren street

For the next three weeks I'll be flat/cat-sitting on Warren Street for my friend Vic. I normally live in a suburb in North London 20 minutes from the city centre, but now I'm living seconds from the urban madness. I can walk to work in twelve minutes. The relief of not having to take public transportation during the busiest hours is this city girl's dream come true.  I can breathe! Except for when I have cat hair stuck down my throat. Yuck. 

1 comment:

Vic Swift said...

I often feed him my hair, you should do the same.