OK so first things first...
I still haven’t got a job, but at this point am not too worried. I know I’ll get one; it’s just a matter of time… & maybe not being a picky little princess who is only applying for the perfect jobs.
Let’s face it, I’m only going to be in London for 9-12 months so I’m not quite sure why I really care about what I do while I’m here.
And no ladies I’m sorry but that doesn’t mean I’m becoming Rodis Bigalow: Cockney Gigolo…Not that I wouldn’t have a shortage of customers. It just means I’m going to start applying for... Helpdesk jobs errrrrrrrrrrrr.
“Hello. Welcome to service deck. You’re speaking with Rodney Tuck. I like long walks & candle lit dinners.”
“Yes sir I know it’s my fault your PC isn’t working. “
“Absolutely sir, yes we did break your PC on purpose just to hear your sweat sweat voice.”
“Yes sir I know that if your PC isn’t fixed this instant the Earth will stop spinning & life as we know it will cease to exist.”
“What was that sir, you forgot to press the big button on your PC?”
“Of cause, I should have came in early & turned on your PCs for you.”
Owwww I just can’t wait.
On a lighter note, I went to the Tate modern last Friday. Now that is a much better form of art gallery. It’s an old converted power factory and the entrance into the old turbine hall is quite cool. They had a wicked structure in the hall (The only place you can take photos) which is made out of about 14,000 different sized boxes & it puts to shame ANY fort I ever made as a kid. Granted, I recon I could have sent the whole thing tumbling to the ground in 5 sec if I had had a tennis ball, so my forts were better.
The Pablo Picasso’s were OK but the Andy Warhol’s kick ass! That was one very funky monkey! Mum can I send home I self portrait like his to replace the boring professional one you’ve got of me?
Also went to the Jeff Wall Exhibition while I was there. Some of his work is awesome like ‘Sudden gust of wind’ made up of over 100 different photos taken over a year, ‘Dead troops talk’ a fantasy photo of some killed soviet soldiers suddenly being re-animated, & my favorite one ‘The Flooded Grave’ in which an open grave in a cemetery has a rock pool in the bottom of it. Again a montage made up of over 75 shots & again no postcard in the gift shop! I’m coming to the conclusion that the established artsy fartsy types don’t like my taste in art. I say a revolution is coming & then they’ll get their comeuppance. Yes comeuppance for all!!! (Did I spell that right Ali?)
I then wandered over the Thames to have a gander at St Paul’s Cathedral… it’s very big & you get very cold went taking photos on the Thames.
Apart from that not much else is happening. Had yet another MASSIVE Saturday with the ABs getting the clean sweep & The Kiwi’s winning the league (Almost had me wishing I was back in Oz…then I thought about it & went narrrrrrrr). Of cause now that the sport has stopped I’m sure we will be having a quite one this Saturday & just sit around playing board games…yeah right!
Here are the photos
Rodis out
Let’s face it, I’m only going to be in London for 9-12 months so I’m not quite sure why I really care about what I do while I’m here.
And no ladies I’m sorry but that doesn’t mean I’m becoming Rodis Bigalow: Cockney Gigolo…Not that I wouldn’t have a shortage of customers. It just means I’m going to start applying for... Helpdesk jobs errrrrrrrrrrrr.
“Hello. Welcome to service deck. You’re speaking with Rodney Tuck. I like long walks & candle lit dinners.”
“Yes sir I know it’s my fault your PC isn’t working. “
“Absolutely sir, yes we did break your PC on purpose just to hear your sweat sweat voice.”
“Yes sir I know that if your PC isn’t fixed this instant the Earth will stop spinning & life as we know it will cease to exist.”
“What was that sir, you forgot to press the big button on your PC?”
“Of cause, I should have came in early & turned on your PCs for you.”
Owwww I just can’t wait.
On a lighter note, I went to the Tate modern last Friday. Now that is a much better form of art gallery. It’s an old converted power factory and the entrance into the old turbine hall is quite cool. They had a wicked structure in the hall (The only place you can take photos) which is made out of about 14,000 different sized boxes & it puts to shame ANY fort I ever made as a kid. Granted, I recon I could have sent the whole thing tumbling to the ground in 5 sec if I had had a tennis ball, so my forts were better.
The Pablo Picasso’s were OK but the Andy Warhol’s kick ass! That was one very funky monkey! Mum can I send home I self portrait like his to replace the boring professional one you’ve got of me?
Also went to the Jeff Wall Exhibition while I was there. Some of his work is awesome like ‘Sudden gust of wind’ made up of over 100 different photos taken over a year, ‘Dead troops talk’ a fantasy photo of some killed soviet soldiers suddenly being re-animated, & my favorite one ‘The Flooded Grave’ in which an open grave in a cemetery has a rock pool in the bottom of it. Again a montage made up of over 75 shots & again no postcard in the gift shop! I’m coming to the conclusion that the established artsy fartsy types don’t like my taste in art. I say a revolution is coming & then they’ll get their comeuppance. Yes comeuppance for all!!! (Did I spell that right Ali?)
I then wandered over the Thames to have a gander at St Paul’s Cathedral… it’s very big & you get very cold went taking photos on the Thames.
Apart from that not much else is happening. Had yet another MASSIVE Saturday with the ABs getting the clean sweep & The Kiwi’s winning the league (Almost had me wishing I was back in Oz…then I thought about it & went narrrrrrrr). Of cause now that the sport has stopped I’m sure we will be having a quite one this Saturday & just sit around playing board games…yeah right!
Here are the photos
Rodis out

Notice the top of the fort in the background

The Fort
They look like ants

What I would give for a tennis ball

St Pauls
I hope you all like the picture because after taking this photo my fingers were numb for an hour.
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