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Current mood: Mischievous
Category: Travel and Places
Have you ever wondered how little you know about your own hometown, unless you live in a real shit area as it is and couldn’t give a rats arse.
And off we set. First stop was St Johns Wood to walk over the crossing at
With the motorists now fully annoyed at our antics we then began to make our way to
Bucking Palace was the next stop. The whole idea was to aim to piss of the queen’s guards and try to get them to lose their temper with us ��" and catch it all on video to post up on here. And so we work our way through the tourists but see no stupid guards dressed in red with a baby grizzly sitting on their head. No guards whatsoever. Which brought me to question what the fuck had all the tourists come to see if not to see the guards? Surely they didn’t travel all this way to see our slag of a queen living of my taxes, but apparently they did. Shame they couldn’t take her and the bastard royal family with them when they go back home.
So the palace was a complete waste of time, but we still had the Greenwich Tunnel to visit and re-make the Prodigy’s Firestarter video. This is a gloomy tunnel that runs underneath the Thames and was the perfect setting for the video. After whacking on a bit of makeup, not my own I might add, starry earrings, half a tub of hair wax, red and white stripy top and a black bin liner with stars glued to it. Listen, it’s early days and money is tight so we need to budget. So after having what looked like a makeover from Boy George I was ready to rock and rock and look a complete idiot while I did it. We’re inside the tunnel then, about halfway down when all these poor bastard kids come running down the tunnel screaming their bloody heads off to listen to their echo. They run up towards me at which point I turn around to face them and after taking a look at me, shriek at the top of their voices and start legging it back to their parents, leaving a long brown trail behind them. Poor smelly buggers.
Video made, photo’s taken, lots of London I’ve never been arsed to see before, a new photo album to rival the Japanese fellows I mentioned earlier and the best bit of all, getting up to any antics as I please without fear of deportation.
And before I leave you, you might have notice my language has become a tad more abusive in recent weeks. This is cos since I left my last job I need not stay in the habit of keeping my language clean. So to all of you I say, fuck you and goodnight.