I used to be so proud of being from London. I was London through and through, even as a kid I used to be so content at the fact I was born and lived in London.
When I was 8 years old I moved a little out of London and into Essex, no one really cared for Essex until the itv show, The Only Way is Essex came about. Suddenly it was the place to be, a hot spot for clubbing and going out. It was just home to me lol, some people unfortunately began to see it as a place for dizzy girls and high heels... It's really not though! It's just a slightly greener version of London.
According to my current house address, I don't live in London, I live in Essex, however it's so close that I might as well just live in London... It's literally just down the road. I could literally dance on the border, be two places at once in seconds.
I'm moving out of London at the end of August and unfortunately I'm no longer as proud as punch to be from there. I'm actually glad to be getting away.
Yesterday I was using London transport to get to my Chiropractor and Acupuncture sessions and the things I see and came across on just those journeys made my blood run cold.
Things like this never used to happen 20 years ago. Or not as often.
On the way to my house before my appointment a woman sat in front of myself and Joe on the central line. We had a new mattress topper with us, all folded up in a bag, we'd just collected it from Kelly's house (my boyfriends sister) ready for our new house and the look she gave us for having it with us.
I could understand if it was rush hour but it wasn't. It was about 2 o' clock in the afternoon!
Anyway, the woman continued to look unimpressed. I avoided eye contact with her but could see her look of disapproval, anyone who uses the underground knows that no eye contact is one of the golden rules, you just don't make it, ever lol.
We tried to ignore her, there was only about 5 people in the entire carriage so it wasn't busy at all, like I said it was about 2 o' clock in the afternoon. Maybe she had a bad mattress as well and was super jealous, I have no idea...
I actually wrote about this woman in my Like, Love, Loathe #4 post a few days ago. (She was under loathe of course.)
To cut a long story short in addition to the looks of disapproval, she left about 5 items of rubbish on the train and just got up like she'd never heard of a bin! Now that's something to disapprove of. She looked at it as she got up, it's not like she was just a dolly day dream and forgetful. She purposely did this! I just thought what a selfish, lazy, tramp!
Once we'd dropped the mattress topper off at my Mum's we got a cab to my appointment. This didn't go to plan either but it has nothing to do with the ugly side of London so I won't go into it.
I had both my appointments and set about going back to Kelly's in Mile End. (We at he time was looking after her cat while she was away)
At the central line station which I won't name and shame, a girl who I think was younger than me just randomly started screaming, shouting and swearing really loudly. There was an old man on the bench and he appeared to be really drunk. Bottle of drink in his hand etc.
Regardless of either of these 2 peoples whereabouts he told her to watch her mouth, which I think is fair enough in a public place. In retaliation she stomped right over to him and spat on him.
She then continued her assault by throwing the contents of her bottle of coke all over him. I was gob smacked with what I'd just witnessed across the platform! No one did anything to interfere or help. Not one person. The train then went past and she was gone. She'd got away with it.
By the time we got onto our train and arrived at Mile End, everyone had seemed to have forgotten about the ordeal.
On our way out of the station my boyfriend see a woman struggling with a really heavy suitcase up the stairs. He asked her if she needed help.
What astounds me is that she looked more shocked that someone in London had offered to help her than anyone did at this young girl throwing coke and spitting on an old man sat on a bench!
Things like this totally shadow all the good things about London. It's really not a nice place to live anymore.
L.U.x
