Parrots on bicycles and monkeys wearing snorkels

Just another dull day in London. Don’t believe them when they tell you that London is the center of the world. Living in a city of seven million people is not for the faint of heart. There are so many wonderful things to do, all the time, every day. Arts and kulture up the wazoo, but to get there you have to navigate the hordes, descend into the underground and emerge with black dirt in your orifices, avoid all the important and busy people rushing to their busy and important appointments and deal with the average number of urban insane. Tomorrow I will be brave. Tomorrow I will venture out of the house and feast on this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity of living and studying in London. Tomorrow will be a better day. Today I think I will sit in the rectangular back garden, which looks onto a very high brick wall, and I will read Richard Flanagan’s Gould’s Book of Fish.