Life as we know it is over....

Well, this has been a very short lived blog...and I'm doing my utmost right now to ensure I never revisit Slough or Stockley Park again...

But never fear, with Paddington Bear as my mascot we will continue our adventures on my original blog.

THE SQUID FILES

So check it out!

Although, I do have a bit of a soft spot for Slough now. Full of immigrants, just like me, trying to find work, just like me. *sigh*

It makes me think of an article I recently saw in the Metro. Their best ever. It was about Paddington Bear, and being an asylum seeker....hmmm

It was along the lines of if Paddington had arrived in 2007 and not 1958 then the following would have occurred:

• Paddington arrives from Peru as an illegal immigrant, no visas, passport, nada!
• He is an animal and should have been put in quarantine
• Otherwise he would have been thrown in a detention centre with no civil rights
• He would have been deported
• His suitcase would have caused a major security incident and cleared Paddington Station, and then would have been blown up.

And just some more food for thought today. Amnesty International has condemned Britain for its treatment of Asylum seekers from Iraq, the country that Britain fu*k3d up along with the USA...Britain actually deports Iraqis back 'home' to the rubble and violence it created..this makes me sick!

Over and out.

come stai?

It now takes 1hr 45 mins to travel to work. Each way....zzzz.....So I'm charging up my ipod, and have just downloaded my newest purchase. An Italian language cd. Yes, I'm studying Italian. I'm just having visions now of listening to this on the train...deep in concentration...hand gestures waving about everywhere... offending someone and starting brawl... great.

It's quite cool. It comes with an exercise book and I listen to the little tests and mark down the answers in the book. So I'm finally making use of the pencil, sharpener and eraser set that my mother sent to me for Christmas....???...Yes, I'm still her little girl and this is quite typical of the presents I receive. At least there's no underwear or socks anymore. I have a variety of coloured socks which I only ever wear with boots to cover them. Teddy bears, rainbow socks...you name it...I got it...

But yeah, so I won't get to Italy this year, but I guess the fact I'm paying a visit home to Melbourne in November will mean I'll get enough practice....Lygon Street, Carlton....can't wait for a real pizza. Made by Calabrians and Sicilians.... the real deal....none of this Pizza Express rubbish.

Anyway, 8 weeks to go and roughly 3 hrs per day available to me to practise Italian...Molto bene!

Ma adesso, ho sonno e devo dormire...buona sera...