Which way from here....
No city sky line in sight yet...
Phone box for a possible SOS // First sign of London.
I need a yellow brick road not a Narnia...
Stranded cars. The beginning of my journey for Joel. The car with the lights on was skidding up the hill as I left. It rolled back down but, eventually made it. So calm down, there was no need to pack up your car with twenty litres of water and seventy loaves of bread. That's probably why your car didn't make it.
Fancy a dip?
This is where I sat like an orphan waiting for her parents! YES IT WAS THAT SAD. haha!
//18th DECEMBER 2010//
We had booked tkts for Deadmau5 at Earls Court months ago; It was the perfect way to celebrate my birthday. What was also exciting was he was supported by Magnetic Man, Zane Lowe & others... the last few weeks leading up to this event I was excited. Put all your excitment together for birthdays, weddings, christmas eve, tooth fairy visits annnnd going to see one of your favourite dj's... that is how extreme my excitment levels were.
NO, THING, NOTHING, was going to stop me from getting there... until the sky decided to throw down at least 7inches of white chunky sherbet that would, in a few hours prevent the world (England) to carry on. I swear New York and Finland get more snow (20") yet they seem to carry on eating mcdonalds and reindeer? England on the other hand... comes. to. a halt. STOOOOP what you are doing, don't even try and leave your house, don't even try a pair or wellies on and most certainly do not try and send my birthday card in the post, cos you WILL DIE. But definitely come to London from Paris for what should be a sick night out!
For the last two years the snow has tried to put my birthday celebrations on hold. Luckily it has never ruined it but I really did think it had been ruined this time. I sat on my bed nearly in tears calling around friends and family who had all been 'snowed in' and who had cancelled their attendance with Joel Zimmerman, Benga, Skream, Artwork & Zane etc etc...I didnt know whether to laugh or cry. All these big acts that were possibly not going to make my ears bleed with, with their bass and wobbles!! (crying, not laughing now...)
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I still hadnt heard from Tabs who was coming from Paris for one night as she is au paring over there at the moment!! I had her tkt, so if my friend was going to make it from PARIS...I, WAS going to make it from Rickmansworth. but Lexie had told me that she wrote on my wastebook wall,'KAT! PLEASE BRING EYE LASH GLUE,' (the very least of my worries) So, she was definitive about coming to see the mau5 and the magentic men. I had to do this. Even try as I had Tabs tkt... Just imagine how awful that would be, if she had to pretend to rave outside earls court with her suit case, full of french children (joke, it just had lots of soap in it) because I couldnt get there... bad Kat.
I had to wash my hair. In desperate times comes small desperate mesures of vanity. I started washing my hair and the water got colder and colder and colder... was the snow fucking me up even more and getting into the pipes.... then all the lights went out. POWER CUT and No internet connection also my phone was dying and now I could not charge it.
Great. Wet hair. No heating. No communication devices. A very nearly dead mau5 and no magnetic force even trying to get me to Earls court.... it was looking like a bad day.
My mum was determined for me to go and tried to get the neighbour to drive me to the station in the the Landrover. Jerry was pretending to be deaf in that moment I think. ** My dad came in from trying to drive... 'Kid, you aint going no where.' DOOMED.
I had to get there.
In meantime I still had wet hair. My mum came up with the genius (slightly crazy) idea for me to put the gas hobs on and dry my hair, as I had only washed the front bits.... IT WORKED. I dried my hair standing over the gas hob. So, ten singed hair minutes later.... I was chucking on any clothes I could find. Any clothes I wouldnt mind being seen spread across the news paper....
"Girl, on way to Deadmau5 gig found dead as she tried walking to london in WEDGE WELLIES in 7 inches of snow, because, she had to get there(dickhead)."
Well, I didnt have any other suitable shoes or flat, normal wellies. Wedge wellies and five layers it was. And an over night bag. And my camera, of course.
TRIP MD//OLYMPUS
a very good Kat. After one hour of walking from my house to the station (which is normally a five minute car ride) numb feet, one small thumbed lift to an end of a road, I was sitting on the train on my way to big smoke... to catch a mau5. It took me four hours to get to Clapham Junction, it normally takes me an hour. A very worth it journey. I am very glad I decided to walk in the snow...
WE MADE IT. But, Tabs was still on here way....
It was in fact Earls court. Not Arls...
