Jamie has created his own Tumblr and here is his first entry. It is named:
Have You Seen My Trousers Anywhere?
Spring has truly sprung.
Its tightly coiled spiral released with the promise of more beauty as each day passes.
Strolling through the not so leafy streets of London one can sense an air of change.
The blossom has bloomed and fallen, carpeting the roads and pavements with natures pinky vomit. One bends one’s ear to listen to the sound of copulating birds and takes comfort in the knowledge that, yes, everyone ‘does it’. The sun lingers longer as each day passes. Bathing the solemn faced commuters in a golden shower of orange. Wait…. golden shower. Oh my. I apologise.
But there is a sadness.
Springs chapter is over but Summers has not yet begun. This intermittent stage brings angst and a confusion. A feeling that my 15yearold self would easily identify with.
Have i seen a topless construction worker yet? Have i hell. And still no sign of an American or Australian, on their equivalent of a gap year with a backwards baseball hat, idly tossing a neon disc across Hyde Park, carefully making sure that if a catch is missed it lands in the largest group of girls in the area. My dears, this is not Spring nor is it Summer. It is infact SPRUMMER.
Bags not yet packed, with so many procrastinations preventing me from completing this most menial of tasks but mind firmly on the notion of it happening most soon. It seems a shame to leave our fair city at this time of need. I feel she needs a hug and an understanding smile. I see myself as a godparent of sorts.
The city of Dublin howls at me. By and by I come.
Goodbye London. I leave you. Weeping. Thrashing. Dying.
……….For 24 hours.
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Carrie
Monday, May 17, 2010
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