Our fair city London. America has all these other names for it’s cities such as: City of angels, the windy city and the Big apple. We unfortunately do not have one. Well I know what London is, its setup city.
This is the place where you are lured to clubs and made to stand outside in the cold for ages anticipating a great rave only to eventually get in and find out it’s kinda empty and you are drunk for nothing.
This is the city where you could quite comfortably be minding you business in a rave and spot a foxy lady staring at you in admiration, only for you to go and have a word and her make an exhibition of turning you down (what happened there???).
This is the city where you poke your head out of your house thinking it’s a dry sunny day, only to find when you are at least 20 minutes from home that it is starting to rain (damn I left my jacket).
This is the city where you will see the barriers at the tube open and when you walk through, find yourself in cuffs at the other end and being questioned for fare evasion (damn the ticket was only 2 quid).
This is the city with hidden and confusing congestion charge signs that leave you going home and finding out 3 weeks later that you owe the mayor and his croonies £50/£60 (did I really drive there?).
This is the city where after Senator Obama became President Obama, they put a one Mr Rascal on TV to undo all that good work and set us back at least half a decade (why Dizzie why???).
This is the city where I can find no news on what happened at that cricket match for the millions of dollars as I must assume the English lost (well I hope they did or I will look stupid).
This is our city and we kind of like it and won’t really trade it in for anything else. Well not for Birmingham anyway.
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