So, as you can see, I ended up in Wales. Quite a big jump back in time. It's great to meet up with all the old and familiar faces that transform rainy Cardiff in a subtropical Island where the sun always shines. My little brain can hardly cope with all the attention and enthusiastic looks in peoples eyes. It's scary that I have been missed. Straight away I stepped into the special secret world of lobsters, penguins, pineapples and the beautiful Welsh accent. It was still there! I also almost forgot about how little the ladies wear on a night out. Luckily it was the weekend of SWN -Welsh music and arts festival- and on the way from venue to venue I had enough long legs to look at.
I didn't -unfortunately- traveled through teleportation from Budapest to Cardiff, but flew to London and got meggabussed over. Stayed in London for some cultural party crashing of an art sale, getting into free wine supply and had a little wander round the British Museum. Who said London was expensive? Well.. it is one of the most boring cities if you ask me.
Made a new friend by the way. Ruphert Rubber I see as one of my cleanest and correctest friends, however he needs a bit of guidance. I deliberately write sentences and words wrongly to teach him, good innit? I always write my blog notes in Pencil, but my last 'little' friend left me alone, abandoned me for some reason. He literally vanished and all is left is the metal cover he used to live in at the end of my pencil. Keep on flipping it to correct myself, scraping my paper. This scratching makes no sound, but I can hear it, feel it, and it makes my body shiver. Went to the shop and got a new friend. He is Hungarian, but don't bully him for that.
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