Devon knows how they do that- April 2011

Im heading out of London for a few days to see family in Devon. I grew up there more or less after moving around England every year or so until I was ten. The people living in the Devonshire countryside used to be rather narrow minded and didn’t take kindly to a girl of mixed race (English Mother/Father from Seychelles). So I got an awful lot of namecalling and bullying and as a result I never really felt like I belonged anywhere, always on the outskirts of all races/cultures. What do you do when the country you were born in tells you that you aren’t English because you aren’t the right shade?

Anyway my three pet hates are

1 ) – People who talk to themselves

2) – People who aren’t talking to themselves but look like they are because wearing those ridiculous phone ear piece thingys.

3) – Pigeons.

My last favourite place in London therefore is Kings Cross is because it is full of ALL three of the above. 

1 ) – People who talk to themselves –  The Kings Cross Variety usually come in the form of homeless/drunks/pissed off travellers who cant find the way to the Tube ticket office and are mumbling about it.

2) – People who aren’t talking to themselves but look like they are because wearing those ridiculous phone ear piece thingys. – The kIngs Cross variety are usually self important business people.

3) – Pigeons – Self Explanatory.

Thanks God my trains here so I can escape and get some fresh air.