Such a sky you never did see

Unfortunately, while I'm still looking for a job in London I can't *technically* spend any money. The solution to this would be just staying indoors, sitting on the computer waiting for job alerts but the weather has been so bloody beautiful lately I just couldn't help myself.

Now I am extremely lucky and happen to be staying with friends in Kensington at the moment. (Yes, Kensington. Freddie Mercury lived here, the Royal Albert Hall is a train stop away and Richard Branson owns a club down the road.) So the houses are big, old and grand and the parks are wonderfully green and luscious. I feel like Julia Roberts in Notting Hill. (It's actually the next suburb as well!)

ANYWAY, I ventured out into the sunshine today and made my way through the endless maze that is the London Tube into the city to have a wander around Oxford Circus. A few days ago when the weather was also just as glorious I visited Borough Markets and the smells were simply heavenly!

People had told me this before but I actually realised it today... Anything and everything that can be bought and sold is bought and sold in London. It is an absolute sensory overload. The shops just run for miles down the main streets or down small laneways, the smells of fresh food actually cause you to involuntarily drool, people are shouting at you left, right and centre to "sample this" or "try that" and the vibe of the entire place is simply electric.

I can definitely see where Lional Bart got his inspiration for the below scene from Oliver. I could see it playing out in my head as I watched everyone hustle and bustle around. (Yes, it may seem peculiar that I think like this for at least another 10 posts or so but bear with me!)



Walking home through Kensington, past all the quaint, white houses and still hoping that people walking down their stairs would suddenly burst into song and dance, I realised how much of a difference the weather makes on how I feel. What am I to do to keep the sky so blue!?

Argh I know it won't last for long so I might as well enjoy it while the sun is still here!

Besides which you see, I have confidence in me!

So here I am, starting a new 'chapter in my life' as it were.

Moving to London was never going to be an easy task, but now I am here... I feel so small. So utterly insignificant and minute. 8% unemployment, housing/rent prices sky rocketing, companies closing up shop left, right and centre. How the hell did I think I can survive?


Standing in the hustle and bustle of London, nobody looks twice at you. No one even looks at you. It's such a strange city from where I was before. I had pictured a different scenario in my head. This is what I wanted, what I had always dreamed of.

Why am I so scared?

To the world you try and make it look so easy but really it's one of the hardest things I think I will/have ever do/done. I honestly don't know how tomorrow will end.

I wish life was one giant musical. I admit... I am slightly obsessed with the theatre as it is but songs can say what millions of words can't.

What I hope to share on this blog is something I have never truly told anyone. Any situation I am put in, any experience I go through, I can always relate back to a song. More often than not, a song in a musical. I guess Shakespeare was right that all the world's a stage.

So what was the first thing that popped into my head as I stood there feeling extremely sorry for myself in the middle of London? The incomparable Julie Andrews of course!






WAKE UP! 
Of course I can do this. I've already saved for 9 months, packed up my entire life and made the jump. Why should I let a tiny bit of doubt make me question all of that?

Watch out London!