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Post by spinme evans-strickland on Aug 20, 2003 15:41:01 GMT -5
our good friend mr. lowculture has has de-pinned his a1 calender and is moving to london this week, hence lowculture's downtime/jamie's take over.
good luck, mr. culture - you are ace!
cheerio!
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Post by crazyMagus on Aug 20, 2003 16:22:41 GMT -5
Aww. I quite liked the Scottish tv times he would thoughtfully put in brackets next to the Low Points ;D Hope you loooove your new home, mr lowculture. And don't take too long before you start posting your lowculture goodness again Take your time and here's to a non-stressful (if possible) move.
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Post by lowculture on Aug 20, 2003 17:56:33 GMT -5
hey, mr spinmeround. you are ace! cheers. x x x
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Post by jNyasu: Geekspert And Utopian on Aug 20, 2003 18:07:08 GMT -5
Looks like the computer is the last thing to be packed then?
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Post by lowculture on Aug 20, 2003 18:24:31 GMT -5
and what of it?
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Post by Beautiful Freak on Aug 20, 2003 18:25:31 GMT -5
Congratulations on your fabby new job! Can't wait to see the fruits of your labour sometime in early October! Good luck hunny bun! xxxx
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Post by jNyasu: Geekspert And Utopian on Aug 20, 2003 18:34:57 GMT -5
I was only saying... I like Lowculture, just so you know.
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Post by jNyasu: Geekspert And Utopian on Aug 20, 2003 18:37:51 GMT -5
Here, take some *'s for the journey! Just incase you need to slip into 3rd person.
*'s say: Yay!
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Post by Beautiful Freak on Aug 20, 2003 19:21:59 GMT -5
Oh, and don't forget, don't get in cars with strangers, don't accept sweeties from strangers and don't go off and look at any strangers' puppies! Don't even speak to strangers!
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Post by Nick on Aug 21, 2003 4:02:17 GMT -5
Things to do in London:
Get on the wrong branch of the Northern Line three times in one day.
Go to Camden High Street and become extremely frustrated by the fact that every single shop/stall is selling excatly the same clothes as every other shop/stall, despite the appearance of diversity and individuality.
Then discover the Camden Stables Market, which is better, and full of noodle stalls run by Cibo Matto (or so it appears).
Accidentally get caught-up in the gigantic anti-Iraq-war demonstration on a Saturday afternoon, and find almost every single tube station has been closed, when all you want to do is to get out of Soho and get back to Manchester. Grrr!
Walk around Paperchase on Tottenham Court Road with an ecstatic smile on your face.
Don't even think about catching the bus anywhere, as that would be insanity.
Stand outside Buckingham Palace for half an hour, and get excited every time a car goes in, or a pigeon lands on it.
Get offered drugs nine times in one day.
Get offered £100 for sex while you're in Soho, and briefly consider going for it, before remembering that it's a slippery slope, young Nicholas, it's a slippery slope.
Realise you've not eaten all day, and end up getting a slice of pizza from the Pizza Hut next to the Odeon in Leicester Square, like you always end up doing.
Get frightened by that weird Swiss clock thing on the other side of Leicester Square that chimes incredibly noisily.
Get given a dirty look by a very harrassed and orange-looking Dale Winton on Oxford Street.
Plan to go to the Tate Modern, but never actually get round to it.
Spend ages in HMV looking at CDs, despite the fact that you could do this almost anywhere else in the UK. Or, indeed, the world.
Get all excited by the fact that NME and Heat are both available in King's Cross the evening before they would be available in Doncaster / Manchester / anywhere else that isn't London.
Assume that a higher proportion of the male population are gay, and try to make eye-contact accordingly.
Walk through Trafalgar Square at around 5:15pm, and enjoy the general feeling of capital city-ness.
Decide that when you get back to Manchester, you really should go and see more plays.
Go to Recoil, near London Bridge. It's ace.
Marvel at the number of respectable-looking people who can give you detailed directions to the gay saunas.
Spend the night on a surprisingly comfortable lounger next to the pool in Chariot's, because it's considerably cheaper than going to a hotel.
Go home first thing the next morning, and decide you want to move to London in two year's time, once you've finished your degree. Get told by everybody you know that this would be lunacy. But what do they know?
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Post by yorkpete on Aug 21, 2003 8:40:28 GMT -5
Why would it be lunacy? The jobs are better here. (looks at what you were doing) Leicester Square, you big tourist
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Post by Nick on Aug 21, 2003 9:39:26 GMT -5
Why would it be lunacy? The jobs are better here. Exactly! And it's not like I'd be looking to buy a house immediately, or anything. But you try telling my friends / family / colleagues that...
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Post by YumPOP on Aug 21, 2003 12:11:19 GMT -5
Things to do in London:Spend the night on a surprisingly comfortable lounger next to the pool in Chariot's, because it's considerably cheaper than going to a hotel. There a branch of Chariot's just up the road. The sign directing people to it says 'entrance at rear'. Streatham - just one of many fnar! moments.
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Post by oh mandy... on Aug 22, 2003 6:07:42 GMT -5
congrats on the job! hope you won't be living south of the river...
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Post by Pandarama on Aug 27, 2003 18:08:21 GMT -5
Come to the Panda's house for tea and scones. That isn't exclusively an invitation to lowculture, either. If anyone's ever in my vicinity, pop in for tea and scones! Just give me enough warning time to get to the shops...
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