Hot and fresh out the kitchen
I've mentioned in a few posts about my current living situation, how the bathroom upstairs sprung a leak that eventually caused the ceiling below to cave in. Jimmy has now sent me a few photos of the fun and adventure that is our kitchen, enjoy the mayhem and click to enlarge the pics if the mood strikes you:
The kitchen Ceiling, and what appears to be giant rabbit ears hanging from it. When I'm feeling down, I like to go into the room and hug these furry things. When I'm drunk, I like to eat sections of it. Fuck I hope it's not Asbestos.
Closer expection of the roof cavity revealed a number of interesting things. Such as the empty cans of Stella that the last builders to work on the place had left inside the rafters. Welcome to London.
The resulting damage from the cave in, which included wiping out most of the dishes in the sink. The kitchen is in a bit of a state at the moment, not that I really mind. I usually can't be arsed washing the dishes in the sink anyway, and instead like to leave them outside my front door where the stray dogs and homeless guys lick them clean.
So there you have it, my London kitchen. The shit hit the fan last Friday, and we still haven't heard when it will get fixed. I'm guessing some time late August a fat guy with his arse-crack hanging out his pants will rock up with sticky tape and a couple of planks of plywood to fix the ceiling. He will be aided by his apprentice, some stoned teenager with long hair and a Metallica t-shirt. I can't wait to meet them.
Until then, relive the gut-wrenching tragdey of our kitchen with this photo taken on the morning of the cave in (once again, click to enlarge):
The kitchen Ceiling, and what appears to be giant rabbit ears hanging from it. When I'm feeling down, I like to go into the room and hug these furry things. When I'm drunk, I like to eat sections of it. Fuck I hope it's not Asbestos.
Closer expection of the roof cavity revealed a number of interesting things. Such as the empty cans of Stella that the last builders to work on the place had left inside the rafters. Welcome to London.
The resulting damage from the cave in, which included wiping out most of the dishes in the sink. The kitchen is in a bit of a state at the moment, not that I really mind. I usually can't be arsed washing the dishes in the sink anyway, and instead like to leave them outside my front door where the stray dogs and homeless guys lick them clean.So there you have it, my London kitchen. The shit hit the fan last Friday, and we still haven't heard when it will get fixed. I'm guessing some time late August a fat guy with his arse-crack hanging out his pants will rock up with sticky tape and a couple of planks of plywood to fix the ceiling. He will be aided by his apprentice, some stoned teenager with long hair and a Metallica t-shirt. I can't wait to meet them.
Until then, relive the gut-wrenching tragdey of our kitchen with this photo taken on the morning of the cave in (once again, click to enlarge):
posted by Beef at Friday, July 28, 2006
6 Comments:
Nice.
How do they expect you to eat? Here in "America" you could sue the bejeesus out of the morons who let that happen. Hell, you could sue the neighbors for having the audacity to use the bathroom above you, the managers for letting it happen and anyone you find on the street whose ceiling didn't collapse on the grounds that it causes you mental anguish that they have a kitchen and you don't.
America is...different.
But I'd still take living in a kitchenless london flat over Reno, Nevada.
Where are you eating anyway?
Seriously? thats how you live? Beef, jokes aside, you sure or not....
desiree... i'm still waiting for that picture.
Who is this trash bag that keeps leaving the 'here are some links I think you'll like' crap - they're on my site too. Beef - your kitchen truly was impressive, but I don't think you're giving the full story. The smell was great too!
Hey what a great site keep up the work its excellent.
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Bart, your comment has been sandwiched by the "here are some links that I believe will be interested " commenter.
You'd think the spamming fuck would have the common decency to use decent grammar.
Coming in a close second is the prick leaving comments with the little blue arrows under them.
Great site loved it alot, will come back and visit again.
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