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[Aug. 12th, 2008|10:57 pm] |
I hate Bromley. Or rather I hate working in Bromley. I resent its leafy suburban streets and it's large houses. Where is the litter? Where are the Brown people? The hour drive there and hours drive home zaps me of energy. Working in Bromley means that if I join my friends when they go drinking after work in Central London, I don't get there until they are all pissed and getting to that annoying stage. Today, however, something good happened in Bromley. I went into the (very good) shopping centre looking for a couple of table lamps for le salon. Anyway, turns out that Habitat is closing down in Bromley and so I got two new brushed steel lamps for.....£1.89 each!
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![[User Picture]](http://l-userpic.livejournal.com/76255868/10098737) | From: ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) iejw
2008-08-13 12:20 pm (UTC)
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I accidentally had sex in Bromley once.
An hour and a half on the night bus. I wasn’t amused…
Oh, that doesn't sound like fun (the Bus journey, not the sex).
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2008-08-14 09:28 am (UTC)
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Especially with a bursting bladder.
The sex was - odd. He was coked off his face and actually a bit ugly. But quite enthusiastic… Plus I got to fuck him while he snorted a line, which seemed fabulously decadent.
The whiteness of Bromley, even went out as far as Penge and I always found that disconcerting.
yeah, it'd funny isn't it? You don't notice at first and then suddenly it hits you 'there are no black people here!'
Try living in Scotland,spotting a coloured face is very surprising... | |
