Greetings from the disaster zone!

Air: Kelly Watch The Stars

In the morning Metro (the local free distribution newspaper) the opinion veered towards whining about why England is not getting aid from countries like India and Pakistan who continue to suck us dry whenever an earthquake or a tsunami hits. Probably because they have spent all the money on a space program. In case you haven’t heard there is a natural disaster going on here- a few hundred middle class homes in Surrey have been drenched in flood waters. Like they were the year before this, and year before that… Easy for me to say of course; I am safely tucked away on the second floor of this Chiswickian glass palace. But unfortunately I feel no less like I’m on a disaster zone. Except this one is more of a psychosocial one and my computer and logic illiterate manager is the bursting riverbank.

I started this blog so I wouldn’t kill anyone; it’s my little dinghy out of the disaster zone. Enjoy.