Tuesday, 10 January 2012

Rich – East London






It was the 1st of January and it was cold and rainy in London Town - making my hangover feel all the more heavy. I needed something to lift my spirits and top up the spirits from the night before, so with the promise of a couple of bedrooms, off I went to a party in Hackney.
Rich has lived here for a few months with his flatmate, Styx. He played music in the living room whilst I carried on in his bedroom. I was pretty surprised to see how tidy his bedroom was, considering it was the day after news year's eve. His bedroom felt quiet and deserted - like it was missing out on the party, well I suppose it was. It is a completely functional space and does what it says on the tin; in terms of the appearance, it is the absolute opposite to his flatmates. As he says, “I only really use my bedroom for sleeping, working, oh and sex when I can actually get it.”
When I asked him what he would save if his bedroom were on fire, he said, “I'd probably die trying to save too much, but in order it would go: Mac, clothes, then camera. I'd then run to the lounge and try and save all my records, but there's quite a few - they weigh a lot and I'm small. Oh and I suppose I'd have to wake Styx up because she sleeps through everything.”
More of Styx later…




1 comment:

  1. I could also learn to save by starting with this.

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