In fact when, as a student I lived in the worst bit of the worst place to live in the UK.........
Murder Mile, Hackney
I didn't get murdered but a strange man did approach me at a bus stop once and asked for a fag but didn't say please.
In fact when I lived in the worst bit of the worst part of the UK I lived in a house which, as the result of a bizarre building accident*, had no toilet for 2 months. This necessitated frequent visits to the pub and the pinching of catheter bags from work.
I was an object of derision in the neighbourhood for being over 21 and not yet having had a baby but other than that and the perilous state of our plumbing it wasn't a bad place and had the bonus of being on the route of the Number 38 bus, one of the superior bus routes in my opinion.
* The landlord, a mate of mine met a guy in the pub who said he could fix the bathroom cheap. He fixed it but unfortunately after he left the upstairs loo fell through the floor and landed, by coincidence on the downstairs loo, smashing it to bits.
So, how shit was your day?
*UPDATE* All blogger links from here appear to be down I hope that wasn't me.
