tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1611366701961066537Mon, 16 Sep 2024 05:03:22 +0000Charles and EddieFucking phonesPolish bus etiquttebrick throwing asylum seekershitchhikinglondon to warsawmobile phone stresspidoushit Polish radiosnow in englandhttp://writteninpoland.blogspot.com/noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)Blogger37125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1611366701961066537.post-1979675551062713180Sun, 21 Feb 2010 23:20:00 +00002010-07-19T01:51:18.570+02:00brick throwing asylum seekershitchhikinglondon to warsawpidouSix months have passed since the events I'm about to tell you happened [I thought I uploaded this, but it's been hiding in the drafts folder]. Fortunately they have been burnt into my memory for the rest of my life, which would not have been a nice thought to cross my mind at the time. Anyway, I digress...And lo, in the distance, at the end of a long and winding slip road, there stood our http://writteninpoland.blogspot.com/2010/02/yarn-unspun-part-two.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Unknown)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1611366701961066537.post-6728019491072945148Wed, 13 Jan 2010 23:13:00 +00002010-01-14T00:17:50.256+01:00Seeing as you good people are still coming on to this page, I feel it's only fair to direct you to my current blog As In Jack which I've been slowly working on.Trust, there will be a conclusion to this story. When I get time to write it and more importantly remember what the fuck happened.http://writteninpoland.blogspot.com/2010/01/intermission.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Unknown)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1611366701961066537.post-3516265537310050081Tue, 17 Nov 2009 14:24:00 +00002009-11-17T15:56:59.746+01:00The plan was simple. Two friends, were to get from London to Warsaw in under a week, using hitch-hiking as the only means of transportation. Well, that was the plan.Officially, our trip started on the rainy Wednesday morning of 2nd September. Not wanting to set off under prepared, Dunc spent a few hours making sure he had everything in his backpack. Not wanting to set off under nourished, we http://writteninpoland.blogspot.com/2009/11/yarn-unspun-part-one.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Unknown)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1611366701961066537.post-2357888607915164343Wed, 14 Oct 2009 10:37:00 +00002009-10-14T12:50:12.661+02:00Fucking phonesTo be brutally honest, I'm not entirely disconnected. Just disconnected in the sense that my only contact with the internet (and all its uses) is through a disappointingly poor (and painfully new) Sony Ericsson mobile device. (I've written about these before.) The initial problem here is that my only way of writing on here is via text message (which costs, ie fuck off) or like I'm trying now on http://writteninpoland.blogspot.com/2009/10/joys-of-being-disconnected-from-world.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Unknown)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1611366701961066537.post-6984207014189068383Sat, 26 Sep 2009 13:11:00 +00002009-09-26T15:14:25.944+02:00It would be mean to try and explain the trip in one half-cut post. So I won't.The trip is over and we're back home. Stupidly, I left my stress inducing laptop in Cornwall. I'm in London. This means I have sporadic access to the internet, which means I haven't had the chance to write much. This makes me sad.I'm gonna be on the job and flat hunt for the next few weeks so this is another solemn http://writteninpoland.blogspot.com/2009/09/back-in-england.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Unknown)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1611366701961066537.post-6818617079290986858Mon, 14 Sep 2009 18:57:00 +00002009-09-14T21:01:34.305+02:00Firstly, I apologise for not keeping a running commentary on this one. Wi-Fi hot spots aren't as readily available or as free as they are in England. Especially the ones situated on the slip roads of service stations in the pissing rain in the middle of Western Europe.More follows...http://writteninpoland.blogspot.com/2009/09/that-was-fun.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Unknown)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1611366701961066537.post-8294665189093944588Wed, 02 Sep 2009 09:31:00 +00002009-09-02T11:39:47.043+02:00Maybe drinking Zubrowka last night wasn't the best plan. Myself and Dunk woke up at about 9.00 this morning, blurry of head.We still haven't vacated his apartment. There's still plenty of preparation work to be done. Dunk has found his passport. Which we assume will be of some use on this trip. I need to unload some stuff from my backpack. There's also been some techy action like charging mobile http://writteninpoland.blogspot.com/2009/09/day-one-get-on-road.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Unknown)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1611366701961066537.post-6980692024238150447Tue, 01 Sep 2009 09:37:00 +00002009-09-01T11:47:31.617+02:00The backpack has been packed, emptied and repacked. Seriously, how the hell do you prepare for a trip like this?With fingers firmly crossed for good weather, a spare pair of trousers, plenty of socks and pants and a few t-shirts is basically all there is. Sleeping bag; check. Passport; check. That should just about cover it.The main problem is not knowing quite how long it's going to take to get http://writteninpoland.blogspot.com/2009/09/pre-mission-update.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Unknown)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1611366701961066537.post-8753642074522621117Wed, 19 Aug 2009 03:36:00 +00002009-08-19T05:56:56.574+02:00Put down your copy of the Daily Mail and take a deep breath. I've got news for you: This country isn't going to the dogs. If you'd allow a second for reality to enter your brains you'd come to terms with the fact that life ain't that perfect and it never has been. (Can you remember a time when it were that perfect? No, I thought not.)But anyway, it's early in the morning, so I'll excuse myself http://writteninpoland.blogspot.com/2009/08/going-back-to-poland.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Unknown)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1611366701961066537.post-4207821687155794813Thu, 30 Apr 2009 19:04:00 +00002009-04-30T21:07:46.865+02:00Seeing as I left Poland around a month ago, I thought I'd set up a new, less Polish blog.The Newquay TimesHope to see you there. It's been fun writing this one. Time for a new challenge!http://writteninpoland.blogspot.com/2009/04/good-night-warsaw.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Unknown)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1611366701961066537.post-2976356945415877665Mon, 13 Apr 2009 16:07:00 +00002009-04-13T19:04:40.120+02:00It's been quite a busy week. Easter usually is. The first real mass movement of cattle down to my fair land to graze on beer, fry ups and each other. It's really quite a sight.Since my last writings (too long ago) I have found myself receiving a promotion from lowly, but loveable glass collector, to all round waiter, barista and bartender. Once I wanted to be a barrister, I'm almost there. The http://writteninpoland.blogspot.com/2009/04/back-to-work.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Unknown)1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1611366701961066537.post-9158592534019638305Thu, 26 Mar 2009 23:13:00 +00002009-03-27T00:22:34.131+01:00Only being back home for week, I've allowed myself to get back into the weekly (ish) trips to Falmouth.The last few days have been a welcome change of pace. Back for a few minutes and I have something to smoke. A bar which provides ample measures of Sailor Jerry's, lime and lemonade. A nice place to relax.Unfortunately there was only one guitar at hand. Music took a back seat in the proceedings. http://writteninpoland.blogspot.com/2009/03/day-tripper.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Unknown)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1611366701961066537.post-54392100108877340Sun, 22 Mar 2009 23:47:00 +00002009-03-23T00:56:04.977+01:00It's quite disheartening that the only thing I have to write about after being home for about a week is my new job. Previously I've been able to report on the crazy life I was living in Warsaw, teaching English and being caught up in crazy situations.Now I'm glass collecting. Hoo-fucking-ray!The biggest problem I've found adjusting to normal, home town life, is that everything seems so normal. http://writteninpoland.blogspot.com/2009/03/back-to-grind.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Unknown)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1611366701961066537.post-4886752202406057756Wed, 18 Mar 2009 23:21:00 +00002009-03-19T01:12:52.765+01:00Now that I've had a decent night's sleep, a few more cups of tea and some scraps that I found in my top draw to smoke, I'm definitely feeling in a better state to write about the last few days.In a last effort ditch to get my hands on as much Polish money as I could before I left, I foolishly organised a conversation on Monday morning. My last day in the country. I arose at 6.45am to head into http://writteninpoland.blogspot.com/2009/03/homecoming-part-2.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Unknown)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1611366701961066537.post-1555610392288914318Tue, 17 Mar 2009 20:32:00 +00002009-03-17T21:36:47.132+01:00The Teenagers sang about fucking some American cunt. I can't say I paid any attention to what Kanye West and Chris Martin were banging on about.I've been back in my home town for about three hours. Having been up since 6.45am yesterdy morning, not a lot makes sense. The broken phone and laptop aren't helping either. All I know is I need to go for a few pints of the black stuff.Perhaps tomorrow http://writteninpoland.blogspot.com/2009/03/homecoming-part-1.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Unknown)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1611366701961066537.post-865519985592396294Wed, 11 Mar 2009 01:48:00 +00002009-03-11T03:18:25.785+01:00Sorry for the pun. I know the term 'web' hasn't been used since about 1997 (or the last mention of some cyber crime in the Daily Mail), but it's late. My concentration is slowly sinking (as is the plan to send me to sleep) but not to such a degree to stop me from joining the latest online trend.Tonight I got me a Twitter. Fucking hell, a hillbilly with a lisp, I'm really missing writing at three http://writteninpoland.blogspot.com/2009/03/getting-further-entangled-in-web.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Unknown)1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1611366701961066537.post-4982172943531200299Mon, 09 Mar 2009 08:52:00 +00002009-03-09T10:36:27.184+01:00According to the 1990's cycloptic pop singer Gabrielle can come true. What the little piratey minx didn't mention was that nine times out of ten they are either: impossible, improbable or so loosely based on reality that it's probably just your brain keeping itself entertained while the rest of the selfish body gets to lie there and do nothing. Another thing old Gabbers forgot to mention was thathttp://writteninpoland.blogspot.com/2009/03/dreams.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Unknown)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1611366701961066537.post-6081116542280067127Thu, 05 Mar 2009 02:54:00 +00002009-03-05T04:34:04.501+01:00It seems like I'm following up the last lazy post with another half assed effort. Well, you can't say I'm not consistent.This evening's entertainment has been brought to you by Zubrówka vodka, a lack of sleep and the letter L.My time here in Poland is drawing to a close. As of yesterday evening, my time left was reduced by 24 hours. For some retarded reason I got my dates mixed up and thought I http://writteninpoland.blogspot.com/2009/03/one-of-those.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Unknown)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1611366701961066537.post-918724720767604095Mon, 02 Mar 2009 01:33:00 +00002009-03-03T14:42:29.442+01:00If I was ten years younger and my parents were lazy, I'm sure I'd be put on a course of Ritalin. My attempts at playing more music have been achieved in many ways. I'm playing my guitar for a matter of minutes, then mucking about on Ableton and just before I came on here to write about it I got bored of my computer's pathetic memory speed and played around with a remix of Black History Month on http://writteninpoland.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-fucking-short-attention-span.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Unknown)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1611366701961066537.post-5842133356257381107Tue, 24 Feb 2009 22:44:00 +00002009-02-25T00:25:10.805+01:00By popular demand (or rather some nagging from Chris) I have to add an appendix to the night we went to the mafia run strip club."I can't believe you left out the French chick!"OK mate, for your benefit and everybody else's, I give you The French Chick.As I previously mentioned, the variety of girls at work at Sofia (yes, they have a website!) catered for everybody's tastes: the blind, the old, http://writteninpoland.blogspot.com/2009/02/french-chick.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Unknown)1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1611366701961066537.post-2685526603278372588Mon, 23 Feb 2009 12:34:00 +00002010-06-30T11:59:16.544+02:00It's Thursday afternoon. At Stefan Batory School the UFO festival is buzzing in its preparatory phase. The UFO festival, I gather hasn't much to do with aliens, more an opportunity for students to gain some exposure for their artistic work and talents. My involvement in the proceedings is playing a song as part of Olivia's fashion show. The band consists of Piot (playing bass), Alex (playing http://writteninpoland.blogspot.com/2009/02/recalling-last-few-days.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Unknown)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1611366701961066537.post-4028869848756916145Sun, 22 Feb 2009 23:52:00 +00002009-02-23T00:57:50.297+01:00And it's pretty flipping nippy in here, as I try and regain feeling in my toes.It's quite late, I'm quite tired and the last thing I feel like is tapping away on my keyboard. So you all have to wait until my next feature length blog. So this is kind of a trailer.In the last week I've played a (one song) gig at a fashion show, hungout backstage with half dressed hot girls, drank my weight in http://writteninpoland.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-cold-outside.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Unknown)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1611366701961066537.post-8356861041423288946Thu, 19 Feb 2009 00:39:00 +00002010-06-28T23:22:28.766+02:00Don't you just love it when visits to the łazienka (that's Polish for bathroom) fill your head with abstract joy? My last one did. I'll sleep happy tonight.As I stood over the basin of the toilet, clutching a lighter in my hand, I had an epiphany.For in one hand, I had man's most useful tool and in the other I had fire. I was stood, not in the snow covered surroundings of the outside, but in a http://writteninpoland.blogspot.com/2009/02/pissing-in-dark.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Unknown)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1611366701961066537.post-7928783821467946196Wed, 11 Feb 2009 23:49:00 +00002009-02-12T01:12:24.697+01:00Every night when I go to bed, I can't wait for the morning to greet me. As I open my eyes to the silver [grey] skies (if I'm lucky enough for it to be light already) my heart is filled with joy, the prospects of another day at work is enlightening.My heart explodes as I find myself arrive at a bus stop on time to find that I'm either five minutes late or five minutes early for my bus to work. http://writteninpoland.blogspot.com/2009/02/time-to-pretend.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Unknown)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1611366701961066537.post-6537644712486073950Mon, 09 Feb 2009 21:39:00 +00002010-07-18T13:43:11.186+02:00It's been a fair few years since I've had to don a suit in the name of educational celebration.Actually, scratch that. Last June I stumbled out of bed, still pissed, for my graduation. My old man had to shout at me from the garden to wake me up. Well, that's what happens if you stay up all night drinking Asda Smart Price beer and playing Pro Evolution Soccer.Where was I?Ah yes. Saturday was the http://writteninpoland.blogspot.com/2009/02/about-other-night.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Unknown)1