Yeh I’ve always thought London was a place I had to see, and there’s so much going on here for me. I’ve been here for a while now and sometimes I think I am ready to move away. But once you leave and stay somewhere else for a while, you realise how accessible London is – you can walk around and find a corner shop open at midnight if you need to buy something
We met on the Wednesday after Christmas. No wait, it was the Wednesday before Christmas. So that was 5 years ago.. so it’s our 5 year anniversary of our first meet.
What’s my tip of the day… here’s one: Growing old is inevitable, feeling old is optional
We met in a funfair first. We are in a music band so we were friends first for a long time .. and he is the guitarist
Yes I play guitar – but I hope that is not why she first liked me, maybe it was…
… (haha) of course not. And I am the singer. So we met first like that and now we are together.
And I like that we get to do what we both love and we are able to be with each other.
We are still also best friends too. He came to London for 2 months to study English, and I have come for a few days to visit him.
London has a real culture, there is something to do all the time, but it’s so big. I came from a small city in Spain called Córdoba and the difference is very notable. In these 3 months I have appreciated many complexities of a large city, especially the public transport, which I got used to finally, how to manage with my university issues, how to find places that I needed to know: the banks, supermarkets, mobile and shipping companies… Things that were very easy to me in my hometown! I’d love to come back.. but I don’t think I could live here. It’s too big, the level of sanity here is lower than in Spain I feel.
And a remarkable thing for me is the sympathy of English people, they seem so serious sometimes. But anyway, I think that it is necessary to go abroad and learn on your own to survive in a city like London, you really value what you leave behind and what you earn when you come back.
No I’m originally not from London I grew up in Somerset. There’s not all that much to do there. I cut grass, I milked cows, all the essentials to make it in the big city, and then I came to London
…He’s still not really from London… I’m from Surrey.
Ok, so I stay near Kingston.. so the most westerly of London. The two of us met by the river while we were cycling. Since I was young, I’ve had a passion for cycling, and.. well, she owns a tractor.
It’s really not a tractor. It’s just a heavy bike and he has to carry it up and down our stairs now ha! It is pretty heavy I’ll admit.
It’s pretty much similar to a B.S.A. Truck. You can’t change the wheel without taking the breaks off, a lot like our relationship. You need a shift rod to switch gears, so you could call it a rod cycle, but then that sounds a bit dirty too.
It used to always make a clicking sound when I cycled but he managed to fix it.
Basically when it stopped clicking, it clicked; that’s both the bike and again like our relationship.
We’re both from a small town called Bradford-upon-Avon. And we knew each other vaguely all those years ago.. I had a bit of a crush on him I think, He’s a bit older than me, but I just always thought he was really cool.
(Me: I can tell.. He looks it!)
…you mean the ‘looking older’ bit, right? haha
I live in London and work as a producer, one day I walked into one of the local libraries when I was location scouting.
Once every week, I volunteer at a community library nearby. And so this one day, she came in and I recognised her… I couldn’t place from where, but I just had the sense that I knew her
…oh i knew straight away, and had a big smile on my face. So we got talking a bit but didn’t meet again for a while.
She left me smiling… I really wanted to see her again and thought about her a lot. But I was out of the country so much – I had already planned my year so tightly without factoring something like this happening.
There were times I flew back to London and I would have to get straight on a train elsewhere. We’d grab a cup of coffee outside her work or at a train station if we were lucky! Eventually, after returning from a trip to Indonesia, Ruth came to meet me at the airport and we took the sleeper train together to Glasgow, and it just clicked really. We knew there was a connection. That was 7 months ago now.
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