Thursday, February 4, 2010

Chip Shops in Chelsea

So, I've somehow gone from a very modest life in a rural and quiet corner of the country to life in the big smoke. What such a unreconstituted culture-phobe as myself is doing in the posh and trendy chelsea kensington borders is quite beyond me. One thing I've really noticed; where the hell are the chip shops? Ok, I can buy a panini with chicken, mozzerella and pesto (very nice btw) in about 30 different spots on the king's road but where oh where can i find some good old fashioned british grease? No fucking where, that's where. Oh, there is apparently one place at the far end of the king's road but that's miles dude! come on! Having said that, i may have to embark on an expedition soon.
Other than that, and the army of plastics it's a very nice place. I've never really understood the attraction of London though. Pay unreal rents to live in a cramped house with a black hole of a garden (more of a square of concrete with 30 foot walls and dead plants), and for what? The paninis? Nope, still not getting it. So, in summary, London is a lovely place to visit but fuck living here permanently.

Ta ta.