London 17/07/1990 Tuesday I was sent home early today from the restaurant as it was very quiet. There may not be any work for the next 2 weeks because of the Summer holidays. That’s good but also bad as I’m skint and I bought a lot of things last week,…
London 13/07/1990 Friday I can’t find a pen anywhere, so I’ll use this pencil instead… Hum, where to start… On Saturday I went to Seven Sisters with 2 bags full of clothes. I got there at 5 and there was no one in the Brazilian squat. I went to the…
London 29/06/1990 Friday I’m smoking one now… Had a weekend half-way through the week, a very mad one. Patrick said he’d go to Capoeira on Monday, but didn’t go because Ireland won the game, and it had gone to penalties. On Weds he called me, and came to my place…
London 25/06/1990 Monday Heellllooooooooo!!!! Brazil lost to Argentina yesterday. Still can’t accept it, but also not too bothered. It’s not the end of the world, but Brazil must be waking up a little sad today. As we were planning on going to Glastonbury I asked for Saturday and Monday off,…
London 19/06/1990 Tuesday On Friday, before going to meet up with Sandra, James came here saying he got us an audition for Glastonbury, which is on next weekend. Patrick asked me to go with him but it’s too expensive. If we go to show Capoeira we get in for free!…
London 15/06/1990 Friday My writing is like this because I didn’t sleep last night. I’m like a zombie. All the interesting news are about Patrick so let’s go! On Tuesday he called me arranging to meet on Weds at 5:40 at Arsenal station. Except I understood he’d call me on…
London 11/06/1990 Monday Mental hangover day On Friday Patrick phoned me for us to arrange what to do on the weekend. I arranged for us to meet at the Brazilian squat at 5, on Saturday. Got there on Saturday and chatted to Denise and Robinson. Then Gustavo and some random…
London 06/06/1990 Wednesday Blimey, I was in a funny place when I was writing the above. If I lost my memory and tried to make sense of my weekend by reading it I might feel a bit lost… I must have entered a self-destructive, compulsively irresponsible phase. After class, yesterday,…
London 04/06/1990 Monday I just had one of the longest weekends of my life and the best one in England! Feels like a month has passed since I left home on Saturday afternoon… I arrived at the squat and Denise, Gustavo, and the guy who opened the squat were there.…
London 29/05/1990 Tuesday Everything suddenly fell into place, from one day to the next, and now I don’t want to see Gustavo even if he’s dressed as Henrique. On Saturday night we smoked lots of hash and he said the most awful things to me. He said he didn’t trust…