Category Archives: diary

There’s been enough saying today is the day. Yesterday was the day. It was the day I finally had to come to the decision to leave my extravagant penthouse flat to go and find a reasonably priced shithole. I have … Continue reading →

Another minor crisis. Rent was due on Tuesday and I still have none. I was to borrow money off Russ but he can’t get any till the school pay him for work 3 months ago. The only thing to do … Continue reading →

Another year, another Mardi Gras. Bobo woke me at one pm yesterday to inform me of the festivities. As it was only myself and Amanda in, we made our way across Žižkov to the TV tower, where a relatively small … Continue reading →

So, it has come to this. If I don’t find work in the next two weeks I go back to England and work there for a bit, save up, etcetera. Don’t want to do this at all, but needs may … Continue reading →

As from now housemate types Amanda and Ivana are the new bar staff at the Marquis De Sade, a nineteenth century ex-bordello in old town. The rest of us have all been hanging out there and being generally annoying. When … Continue reading →

So, that was the first week of sudden and unexpected poverty. I spent 200 crowns, roughly four quid, the whole week. And one of the economies is writing all my e-mails / this at home. So I am actually listening … Continue reading →

Everything is a bit better this week. I’ve been doing some proofreading and am trying to get into that and copy-writing as I’m having trouble with English teaching. The main problem being that it takes me a good four hours after I … Continue reading →

Have spent nearly a week typing up old diaries / notes. Am going slowly crazy. I was a real dick when I was 19.