CDs… But in Westfield! (Blog 166)

Me and my friend planned a day out in London to buy some CDs. Consequently, I wanted to look smart. I always like to look smart, but looking rough in London is particularly hazardous. What if a tramp thinks I’m one of them and brings me into in a life of poverty and drugs? Yes not all tramps do drugs, but judging by the look on some of their faces, many clearly do. And it’s a big no-no. Before leaving my house, I spent about half an hour picking dog hairs from my jumper. However, my clothes were laid down on my bed, as I picked. Annoyingly, my place for sleepy time was also covered in dog hairs, so when I turned my clothes over, I found another load of the fibres attached themselves to my top. So I just thought ‘screw it’.

Soon enough, my friend picked me up in his car and drove me to his house in Staines to look for some stuff that was in his vehicle all along. I didn’t want to infect my friend with OCD, but when we left his flat, I did get him to shut the door for himself, implying that he should check his security very thoroughly. Now he knows the pain I go through. A short walk to the local train station followed. Interestingly, its sign said ‘Staines’ not the town’s new name ‘Staines Upon Thames’. The people giving the place a whole new title did the hard and laborious bit, why not bother getting a new signpost? As I took a different route to London Waterloo than I’m used to, I got another view of the city. A much nicer and less dirty one. Still though, it was a bit weird the way the sill numerous tacky buildings were mixed with posh ones. I don’t mean to sound ignorant, but I’ve seen untrained people build much more scenic cities with only basic Simcity software.

After leaving the overground station, I’m not sure how we got to whatever underground stop we finally reached, as I wasn’t really paying attention to what my friend said about the journey. Luckily for me, it doesn’t really matter. As me and my chum walked the short distance to the Westfield Shopping Centre, I chatted about the film ‘Train Spotting’ and said I wanted to get the sequel. Well that’s what I said in my mind, but what I actually said with my mouth, was the movie Pulp Fiction and the sequel to that, that sadly doesn’t exist. Because those films are similar. Both films have drugs themes, so I’m not going to contact my local dementia clinic, for now. Deep down, I felt bad for anyone who heard our conversation. A sequel to one of the best films of all time (apparently) does sound quite exciting, but to be clear, there isn’t one. What a downer, and near Christmas, too. Eventually, I did correct myself, so surely my brain health isn’t TOO bad.

In the complex’s HMV, I did indeed get the film I was after and a Motorhead album which I later found to be simple but fun. Not exactly Dream Theater, but who cares? I also got an Alice In Chains album which isn’t so fun, yet paradoxically I prefer it. The world of music sure is strange. My friend purchased a graphic novel as a present for his brother. Yep, he didn’t buy my book ‘The Danger of Proverbs’, which can easily be found on Amazon. Very hurtful. Still though, plenty of time for him to see sense. After much browsing, we left the centre in search of more CD shops. We didn’t find any, but we came across something even better: A guitar store! I had to do some pentatonic, minor scale shred. I wouldn’t have shown off so much, but people tend to assume I’m a moron and I had to set things straight. For about half an hour. The we decided to go home.

As we waited for the final train, I got a taste of Christmas in Waterloo and bought a mince pie slice. Why is the food only served in this time of year? It’s not like the delicious Candy-floss grapes that can only be farmed for short periods. I’m sure there’s a market for MPs all year round. Bakeries could see their profits grow sixfold in some areas if they listened to my advice. Never mind. Once I got home, I cycled to the gym, partly to burn the sugar off, but mainly because I was excited to try my ‘new’ knees out. The exercises I was given by the physiotherapist I once saw, are working great and put simply I have very happy joints. To finish the day off, I got a pizza to go with the gift from my brother on his wedding day: Tasty wine! I didn’t watch Pulp Fiction 2, I mean Train Spotting 2 as I ate, just in case i was sick everywhere. I’ve seen the toilet scene in the first film and it was demented. Instead, I watched the Inbetweeners series. Not exactly mature, but I don’t exactly care. Byeeeee!