Some news of a Friday

Got a mail saying I was getting moved to group 2. No reason. Feck it anyway, there was a pretty sound group of people in group 1. One of the best reasons for going back to college was hopefully to get in a good group of mates. Plus with all their arty backgrounds I could probably learn a thing or two from them. And sure I was the first one to sign up while they were all at the open day speech, what a load of old shite.

Walthamstow Market

I headed out to Walthamstow market to have a look around. This was my first time there in the day time. The first time I was here was just after I arrived in London. It was around 4.30am. Give me a few drinks and put me on something that moves and I fall right asleep. This time I woke up in Walthamstow central and didn’t have a clue where I was. I’d been texting just as I was nodding off and someone yoinked my phone right out of my hand. I obviously didn’t understand the bus system too well cause I thought the next bus I got on would bring me home but the driver let me off at a different stop and told me the get another bus. I did this 3 more times and finally got to bed for 8.30am.

It’s a different place in the day time. Theres a tube station, which I didn’t notice the last time, and the market is fairly lively. Even though I can barely do a couple of basic hand stitches this market is just so cheap that I had to buy enough material to make myself a Mr Bean style coat someday. You need 2 and a half meters to make a coat so I got 3 to allow for mistakes, all for the not to be sniffed at price of £9 Pics of Walthamstow. There is plenty of cloth for £1 a metre though.  

Paper Chase

Afterwards I headed into Paper Chase in town. We were told on Tuesday that we would need to make two swatch books at the end of our first 6 week term: one with 20 fashion swatches and one with 20 tailoring swatches. I already had the genius idea to make my own Japanese style book to put the swatches in and was going to get some card and paper for it in Paper Chase. There were just too many types of paper though. I must have been in there for two hours trying to decide which ones to get. By the time I went up to pay my eyes were doing that thing where they go blurry and make me see things differently.

The guy was scanning my items and he scanned my card first. Card was easy, no decisions to be made there. Then he scanned two A3 pieces of dark blue paper. But I’d only wanted one; I must have picked up two by mistake. Then he scanned my A1 sheets of watercolour paper. There were 6 of them altogether. 6! I’d only wanted 2, how the craic did I pick up 6? They’re hardly small. He’d have to put them back too. Then he scanned my £10.25 paintbrush, shit I thought it said £1.25, there’s no way I’m spending a tenner on a paintbrush. He was just about ready to end me and Darren was falling asleep on the couch waiting for me so I made my exit.