A Trip to Chelmsford was also Quite Pleasant

This blog has been lying in quasi-dormant state these past few weeks as I'm occupied with the complexities of international relocationing. After blasting my way through the red tape necessities (I own an Oyster Card now) and experiencing the sights and sounds of Barking, Plaistow and West Ham (West Ham seemed to be lacking in the things to look at and listen to department) my current goal is to find a place to call my own (on a semi permanent basis, the duration of which to be determined after a course of intense negotiation with a man possibly called Ray or Shanker or something) for which to lay my head and store my belongings. As someone who is technically homeless, the safety of my possessions is now a top priority.

The only thing to do in West Ham is leave.

At this rate however, the search for a flat will extend well in to the new year and by that time I'll be on to my second bindle. For now I reside in the mobility scooter capital of the world, Southend-on-Sea, home of that Get Cape, Wear Cape, Fly guy. Whoever he is.

I think the short sleeve/glove combo is rather dashing.

 

 

More regular blog updates including new music posts will resume as soon as I'm an anonymous dot in London. Send music suggestions here. Remember: NO REVIEWS. Get Cape, Wear Cape, Fly, you probably shouldn't send anything.