Londinium

Buenas tardes persons of the interweb. Sorry for the lack of posting while I'm down here in London town, all the days seem to be entirely taken up by losing stickers and looking at stamps and there's barely any time to eat cheese, let alone write anything! But I'm here now and telling you ALL OF THE AMAZING GOSSIP OF WHICH THERE IS SO MUCH OMFGGG BE EXCITED AND ALL THAT SHIT. As per usual I'm too tired for all the things like chronological order and sense and logic so I'm going to make a big list of all the big important things that I can remember happening in the past ten days before I fall asleep in these own brand noodles. Aieee.

1. Today someone told me I looked like a retro film star. This made me happy :)

2. I HAVE WRITTEN SO MANY AMAZING THINGS ABOUT STAMPS. I wrote a market review and did valuations and took really nice photos of stamps and I have to go to this random town to do a special valuation and STAMPS I FUCKING LOVE STAMPS. Plus everyone where I'm work experiencing is really nice. STAMPS AND PEOPLE MAKE CONSTANZE A HAPPY BUNNY.

3. I spoke to someone slightly famous on the phone. Except I didn't realise they were slightly famous until after the call and they complained that I spoke too fast and too Northern and this is a really boring famous person story.

4. I have seen many of my friends and been on many beautiful and sexy adventures with them. I have also made new friends in the hostel and been on many less glamorous, more crumb and litter filled adventures with them.

5. I got recognised in the bank within three days of being at the auction house. "Oh, you're Constanze aren't you? The one who does stamps at High Road Auctions?". THREE DAYS. To be honest though I do seem to be the only Northerner in Chiswick so I do stand out a bit. The green hair probably doesn't help either :D

6. I didn't go on the Emirates Air Line because they shut it because it was windy and it wasn't that windy what is wrong with them the gentle rocking would have made it like a rollercoaster in the sky this sentence is long to represent the length of my distress at not floating around on wires bye bye punctuation.

7. The lady who interviewed me at the new teenage ward opening just messaged me 'my story' which might go in some hospital leaflets and whatnot. She has invented a new sort of cancer though, what exactly is milloid cancer? Because I now have it and it sounds a bit scary. ALL MY MILLS HAVE CANCER. I AM RICHARD AWKRIGHT AND ALL MY MILLS HAVE FUCKING CANCER.

8. I accidentally charged a man 800 quid. Considering he hadn't spent a penny I feel this was quite an impressive accident. He was refunded within ten minutes though because I am good at having accidents but I am also good at having antiaccidents and then all that is left is happiness. More physics there for you, quark plus radiation equals PARTY. I swear I used to be good at physics?...

9. The very nice staff in the auction café made me the most delicious toastie I've ever eaten. OH MY GOD IT WAS SO GOOD. CHEESE SO MUCH FUCKING CHEESE MEAT MEAT MEAT ONIONS.

10. I went to the best gig I've ever been to ever. Mindless Self Indulgence! I nearly cried with joy, when I left I felt on top of the universe, it really was a life changing evening for me. I don't know why, I don't know what happened, they just made something click inside of me, this wonderful door to a new sort of crazy.

11. I dropped my sandwich on the floor. I ate it anyway. I didn't die. Therefore my immune system is amazing?

12. I've been given so many tips as to how to make my cancer go away. Glucose, Pakistani raisins, turmeric, many random things. I will give them all a go but I think the best thing for curing cancer is me not eating sandwiches off the floor.

13. People keep giving me things! I've had customers giving me stamps and a lady brought me in a necklace that she thought would go with my earrings, how nice was that? And she didn't even know I had cancer so it wasn't a pity present, it was a proer "what a charming crazy lady you are" present, woo :)

And how am I feeling now? Well, today I was silly and tried to move some rugs and ended up in a heap. In the great battle of Constanze Vs Rugs I was not the winner. That and the fact I seem to have overdosed on salami means I am very shattered and my knees are pretty fooked. I have been keeping up reasonably alright though, better than I thought. My fatigue has been a little better than I expected but my legs have been a complete pain in the bummy bum bum arse. I keep getting stuck when I bend down to pick stuff up then because I'm surrounded by things I can't put weight on and ergh. And Jimmy Carr never comes to rescue me. A girl can dream...

Sleepy time now,
Constanze :) xXxXx