by kel
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This is London, not Antartica, so why don't the tubes run all night,
You are my Girlfriend, not Molly Ringwald, so why won't you stay here tonight,
This is sixth form poetry not Keats or Yeats, and now we find the part that we both hate.
We love the city because it lets us down, We love the city NOT the suburbs that surround.
We love all the dirty things, that lead us to think, that maybe true love could be found.
We love the city because its how we live, We love the city cause it never loves us back.
We love it all because sometimes, even though they're hard to find, it contains all the virtues we lack.
(Hefner "We Love The City")
You must have small clothes.
Or be good at packing.
Have a great time!
Have realised that seven pairs of trousers is excessive.
I'm just going to have to be strict with myself. It'll save space for all the silly things I want to buy when I get there.
Ooh, Matron.
I really need another pair of jeans. I now have 1 pair.
Thanks everyone - i'm equally excited and scared! :)
looking forward to seeing you too kozika!
Don't worry about the snakes, I hear all the air marshalls now have to be Sammy L. lookalikes.
One of the cartoony fellows on the Virgin Atlantic safety card looked rather like Samuel L Jackson, as it happens...