Black Books

So today Jenna and I were in London. I thought we could read each other's minds, but apparently we cannot. We didn't discuss the time, I just figured it was 1pm, because that's the time we always meet in London. So I was in at 1pm, and she texted me while I was on the train, and yeah, we agreed to meet at 1:30-2ish. I went to the Thames, sat on a bench and just stared at Big Ben. It was good. I love that view, with Ben, and the bridges, the Eye... all the stupid tourists.

Jenna showed up though, and we went to Harrods for a good bye to the very expensive store. There was one thing we looked at it, it was either a shawl or a skirt... not really sure. We couldn't find the price though, and Jenna said that it was worth more than both our lives, and yeah I found the price... 2000 quid! AH! For something that was really ugly, and I'm not sure what it was. Gotta love Harrods. We walked all over the store, and then departed for Russell Square.

Jenna googled where Black Books was filmed, or what bookstore front was used for the show, so we went to see it. Yeah we know, we are obsessed, but Black Books is funny. It use to be on Comedy Central I believe, but I'm not sure it did well there. I love it, I watched all three seasons in a short amount of time. Dylan Moran is the main actor in it, when we were in Ireland, Tara showed us his stand up work. He's so funny.

So we walked basically the wrong way, but we did end up finding it. We found a house of Charles Dickens first, and a line of houses that reminds me of Bath, and then we found it. We tried to go inside, and it was somewhat closed, but the owners were inside. We didn't realise it was closed, and Jenna tried to open the door. It didn't open, but one of the owners came out, and asked what we wanted. We looked at each other, and said, "Just browsing." She let us in, but we got to the door, and looked in... the store is as big as a box. And there was barely any books in it, so we just looked at each other again, and said, "Nevermind, bye." We ran! It was a little scary, and embarrassing. Oh well. It's probably has rare books in it, or something of importance, but it freaked us out that it looks nothing like the store in Black Books. Not that I was expecting it to, but it's the size of a box.

Oh well. We figured we would walk to Covert Garden, and either see it again, or go home. It was now like 4pm... time to go home. We had walked a lot, seen enough. It was walking home that I realised my biggest problem with going home... well other than leaving London. No one is going to understand me when I get home. I'm going to have to watch what I say every second, unless I'm with Elyse. I quote the Mighty Boosh/Snuff Box/Darkplace/Black Books/The IT Crowd ummm a hundred times a day. Wait, that's just the Boosh. I've been quoting Snuff Box a lot recently, Matt Berry is our new obsession. We love his voice, his pointing... everything. I hear the word cheese, I think of the Cheese Song, I see David Beckham, and I think "Stand back everybody." The name Noel makes me look all around me wondering if he is around. I can't even think of google.com without thinking of Moss from The IT Crowd. The answers to problems is "WHISKEY!" And pointing into the air. Not actually drinking it, but Matt Berry with his loud voice says that all the time in Snuff Box. I hear the word Lover, and start singing, "One track lover" by Matt Berry with Richard Ayoade. We quote everything so much, and we know these shows too well, it's rather sick. But it's so natural. I greet Kathleen some mornings with, "How are you this fair morn?" In my best Howard Moon voice. I'm going to miss this, I don't have to say what I'm referring to, everyone knows. I'm not going to have anything to say when I get home. Elyse thankfully watches the Boosh, and now I have to show her Snuff Box, but no one knows it like Kathleen, Amaya, Jenna and I do. I'm going to call Jenna, and just leave a message with, "I'm Old Gregg", and then hang up. She will do the same to me. It's one of those things that will happen. We need to have a release, but I'd rather see them face to face.

Alright so there's my biggest problem of my life right now. Tomorrow morning I say good bye to Kathleen, and then I go to Oxford. I'm not looking forward to tomorrow morning.