HELLO.

Today I went to the park. My mum's driving me nuts! Dave dumped Sharon today - she's such a slag. I think i might be pregnant. Life is such pain - I think I'll go and cut myself.

NO! That's not the sort of blog I'm going to write - mum, if you're reading this I'm NOT pregnant and Sharon and Dave are still together (thank god). Anyway, my mum won't be reading this because she keeps on holding the mouse upside down & had to phone me when she had made the folder pane of outlook express so big she couldn't see any of her messages.

I'm most likely not in the right situation to keep up an good blog. I'll only be updating this while I'm at work.

I work for the London tourist board



Doing web stuff. i even get a card that says "Caroline Clifford helps promote tourism in London.." It let's me get on free to the HMS Belfast & A mate got a student discount to the london dungeon with it. it's like a Blue Peter badge for adults.

So what can I tell you? Where I went for lunch? How they never have any pickled onion monster munch in the vending machine?

Actually - where I am going for lunch IS sort of interesting. The GLA!



You have to get metal detected before you go in there and everything. It was pretty embarassing the other day cause I had to empty my pockets & I had part of a cigarette, loads of fluff and an olive pip in my pocket. Maybe they get alot of that. i can imagine Ken having to empty out loads of football stickers and bent staples out of his pockets.

In the GLA they have a massive arial photo of greater london - you can walk all over it and find your house and everything!