London, The Sky Is Falling!

It's funny, you can go through Cambodia where there are loads of unexploded mines, diseases and other untold dangers and be perfectly safe, but having a night in.... that's dangerous!

We've been staying with a mate, Reg for the last few days. Well his roof fell in two nights ago. His ceiling in the kitchen. Part of it landed on my head! Everyone thought it was hilarious, 'cept me.

Well no, at the time everyone was a little shaken up.

See Reg and Andy live in a flat and their neighbour who lives above them (who some might suggest has a few problems ) had a leaky boiler, that's her water heater not her brain. Reg's ceiling started leaky the day we arrived. Andy told her. Reg told her. She did nothing about it for a couple of days, in fact she said there was no flat underneath hers just an empty space all the way to the ground. Andy convinced her to come downstairs and see the leak. One of her friends said they'd fix it.

Two days later the roof fell in.

I say it fell on my head, but only partially. We had some old mates over who live in the area and we were playing Yahtzee, its like a dice version of poker.

Roof roared like an earthquake. I was sitting right under it. i looked up. Everything stopped. because after that i don't remember what happened just what the others tell me. Apparently i made a flying leap as a piece hit me. I like the image of me being like an action hero, but the next thing i knew i was climbing out of the recycling bin. not so glamorous.

Reg went straight upstairs to get that crazy lady. He knew she'd have to see it, because last time it was a pain to get her to do anything. and well she's going to be the one who has to pay for it, or her insurance company is anyway.

She came down with her friend.

'This can't be from a couple of days of leaking water,' she said.
'ummm.....' Reg said, 'I think you'll find it is.'
She gave him a look that said she'd like rip his eyes out.
Her friend turned to her. 'You got to get a grip,'

The two of them talked for a bit, or bickered. We watched. They left with the girl saying that it wasn't her fault.

So the real estate is now involved. Insurance is involved. The kitchen is a mess.

Reg is going on holidays at the end of the week and leaving us his flat. Great! free rent, right?

Anyway, I'd thought i was fine. Just a bump on the head with a bit of a headache. Yesterday, the headache was still there all day and in the afternoon i started to feel sick. So after deliberating about it for hours, saying i didn't need to go, it's just a headache, i went to the hospital to get checked out. The doctor said I've got post traumatic concussion syndrome. Sounds fancy, but basically it means I've got a sore head, feel irritable, tired and have bunch of other symptoms, but i will live. Its only meant to last up to 2 weeks at a max. I'm hoping 2 days.

So we're all alive. And things are fantastic!