Sorry I haven’t updated for a couple of weeks. Things have been busy, but I haven’t really got photos of anything I’ve done - they’re on film and I keep forgetting to take them to get developed/put onto CD.
First exciting thing I did was find and finish reading the book I read on the plane: In My Skin by Kate Holden.
Basically, Kate Holden now writes for The Age, but in her twenties after graduating from Melbourne Uni, she became a heroin addict and sex worker both on the street in St Kilda and in three brothels. In My Skin is her memoir of that time. Unsurprisingly, not all of the contents are uplifting; she’s incredibly honest and candid and doesn’t leave the confronting or “yucky” bits out. She is also forthcoming about the parts of her life that she enjoyed, and is very keen to normalise sex work as a legitimate job. It’s not a book about how horrible sex work is, and that’s what makes it so fantastic. It was only around $10 on Book Depository, go forth and purchase!
Also, for those of you wondering how I got on with Fun Home, I loved it. Another very honest memoir, and darkly funny in a lot of parts. I’m writing (read: starting) an essay on it this weekend which is due on Monday. I’m really looking forward to writing it.
Next thing I did was venture to the local Asda, which is about a 20 minute walk from my place and located in the heart of Glasgow’s Southside (kind of comparable to the Western suburbs of Melbourne: not the nicest area, but not as scary as everyone tells you). I made my purchases begrudgingly when the sign in the carpark declared it to be “part of the Wal-Mart family” then passed this on the way home:
No, your eyes and the grainy image aren’t deceiving you. That sign says “learn to drive from age 12”. Interesting fact: 12 is also the age when Scottish kids get to do their first beer bong, so I guess it makes sense in that context.
Next, my Melbourne friends Holly and Cara came to Edinburgh to visit our Melbourne friend Sarah, who is studying at Edinburgh Uni, and me. On Valentines Day we went to the Love Equally rally that marched along the Royal Mile and down to Holyrood (Scottish parliament). All the photos of this are on my film camera, and will be on Facebook as soon as I get them developed. I did, however, get this photo of the loveheart lollies that Holly gave me to make me feel better about not being with my girlfriend on February 14th.
Note: while I do miss Laura very much, I don’t really care about Valentines Day. But that’s another post for another blog.
Last of all, last night I went to the theatre with my friend Lizy to see Zach Braff’s new play, All New People. Here’s a photo of me on my way there, looking very haggard due to excessive alcohol and not sleep the night before (seriously, yesterday I had three hours of tutorials that I was still drunk/falling asleep in. Worst.)
Anyway, the play was great. I know it was critiqued because Zach Braff tends to write very similar characters and follow the same tropes in a lot of his work, but to be honest I didn’t mind. I like those characters, and I love Garden State, so I was bound to like this. Basically it’s a very black comedy about a guy (Zach Braff) who is about to hang himself in a beach house when he gets interrupted. and I can’t tell you much more than that without giving too much away. If it comes to Australia you guys should definitely go to see it.
And this is me now:
Still sleepy after last night (it was my friend Corinna’s 21st party, which I went to after the theatre) and starting my four day weekend. I really don’t like unemployment. Life’s far more boring without a job, not to mention the lack of financial independence. Fucking Brits with their terrible economy and insistence on paying everyone legally. I’ll be back in Melbourne and on the hospo scene in three months, sassy waitressing my little heart out in any case.