The K Experience

After A Long Hiatus

Monday, 16 November 2009

It's been a long while, a really long while...

And a lot has changed. I write this from my new flat in Peckham, overlooking Canary Wharf, while listening to KCRW (arguably the best radio station in the world!). It's been nearly a year (9 months, 1 week and 2 days to be precise) since I wrote about the disgusting behaviour of the BBC. I was surprisingly called up by BBC world service the next day, to discuss my views, where I was quite hastily shouted down by a very angry Jewish person (I must admit, I can only assume he was Jewish, by his views and passion on the topic).

Since then, I have managed to complete my PhD coursework at UCLA, successfully complete my qualifying exams and have returned to my homeland to continue my endeavours, and earn a bit of cash while I'm at it. But I still have a few years until you can call me doc. I'm glad to be home, and have settled in enough here to start reminiscing about my time in LA, 5437 miles away (I'm in Europe now, so I should really say 8750 km). I now have to get used to adding a 'u' to the spelling of some words, writing 'centre' instead of 'center' (which has caught me out at work a couple of times), and saying 'lift' and 'flat', instead of 'elevator' and 'apartment', which is gonna take me a while, I think. This is kind of the opposite of when I actually went out to LA, and started moaning about how everyone said the wrong thing, and drove on the wrong side of the road, and my whole UK vs USA series of articles.

The reason for the long pause? Put it to...study, relationships, priorities, life in general, it doesn't really matter much. Although those things haven't really gone, I'll see if I can keep up the writing to more than once every 10 months.

"So what's with the cat rolling a watermelon out of the river?", I hear you all ask. Well, I can't seem to find a picture which describes the randomness of my life in such an amazing way. Sometimes, I feel just like Mr Bojangles (the name I have chosen for said cat, feel free to suggest another). Sometimes I feel, like I'm just rolling some watermelon out of a river. Why? Why not? I'm sure someone will gain from the sweet tasting fruit, even if it may not be me. But more importantly, what was the watermelon doing in the river in the first place? We may never know....

New job, new flat, new flat mate, new life, a new chapter to an aging story...same old me (with a few little changes). Enough said.

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Cathy

|11-19-2009 21:55:18

Like it when you say "a new chapter to an aging story". We are all doing
that, aren't we?
Didn't realize the adjustment you have to make between UK and
US. Good luck!

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