I know I have used this heading before, but if you are going to plagiarise, the do it from the best (huh? Ed). Or at least do it from the one least likely to sue.
However, it really is how I always feel come Friday. The week has been manic, living the life of a city boy when I really much prefer, if not the country, then a small place you can get your arms round. London is full of busy people in suits who are smoking, drinking and generally, in their eyes, kicking the wotsit out of life. The truth is, and maybe it is age, but when I am away I miss my family, so for me, London ain't all it's cracked up to be. Just ask three of my colleagues who, on Tuesday, after our "little drink after work" decided to go to a late night drinking establishment and consequently got to bed at 2am. Let's just say that they were in on Wednesday morning in body, if not soul, and definitely not mind, and even then the bodies were looking a little worse for wear. The two older colleagues who have kids will now take two weeks to recover, whereas the younger, single colleague was "same time next week?".
Another thing that really gets my goat in London, and doubtless in many other places in the country, is that everyone is on their phones. Give enough monkeys enough iPhones and eventually one will get the world's highest score in Doodle Jump. Give enough monkeys enough typewriters and eventually one of them will write "wey hey we're the monkeys". But that is another story.
Anyway, phones. The day they put Google Maps, Grinder and social networking apps on phones was the day that people ceased communicating with anyone in their physical vicinity (except for Grinder of course. So I have heard. Ed.). And when you are walking anywhere, and there is an annoying person in front of you going just a bit too slow (80% women, 18% men, 2% dog) you can be damn sure they are on their phones, updating their Facebook status to "doing exercise" or some other vacuous pursuit. I understand that in and around the city, the number of A&E admissions for people with mobile phones stuck in one orifice or another has increased 250% over the last 3 years.
If you are detecting any wistful reviewing the last 4 months kind of vibe on this blog, then that would be for a very good reason. Today seems to be my last day on my London assignment, and I am moving, as of Monday morning, to another assignment, one that I spent an emergency two weeks on about a month ago. This new assignment will mean me returning to my car to get to the office, and it also means me not needed to spend nights away from my family, which I am very happy about. Being in the car means I can catch up on all my podcasts that have been building up in to a sizable backlog, and it also means a welcome return to story CDs, which are the best way I have found of making you look forward to an hour drive home.
Have a great weekend one and all, and speak again next week.