At war

Had brilliant time at home, nice presents, lovely family, charming dog, waaaaaaaaaaaaaay to much unhealthy food. All as it should be!

But then i return to London, not at all keen, because after some research and quite a few sleepless nights I've realised that my room/shoe box/wardrobe/whatever you wanna call it is infested by bed bugs. So f*ing disgusting. I HATE LONDON.

All day today; some serious vacuuming (yes, dragged my trustworthy knight in shiny plastic all the way back here from Swe) and enthusiastic poisoning of the room. Now I've banned myself from the apartment for the eve in the naive hope that when i return there will be NO a) disgusting horrible creep waiting to chew on me and/or b) no poison left in the air that will slowly kill me in my sleep.

Sleep tight and don't let the..... x

Home for XMAS!

At work the last few hours now... Soon soon soon I'll be home in the land of Lussebullar and Kanelgifflar. Can't wait!

Lis x

Things I don’t understand about London

Why do the supermarket people insist on packing all the heavy stuff in one bag and all the light stuff in another? ending up leaning slightly to the right because I‘m daredevil-ish enough to buy smoothie, milk, juice and water at the same time is NOT cool

Why can’t commuters understand the simple rule of “let people off the train before boarding”? it will NOT go quicker to get on the train if having a shuffling match in two opposite directions

Why do all the signs and screens at the train station always go out when trains are delayed so you can’t get any info at all on when it will decide to show up?

Why do bus drivers find it sooo funny to wait at the stop until you’re breathing distance away from the door and then drive off?

And WHY do I always whine so much…? :) :) :)