Another day in paradise -Phil Collins once wrote that song. But for you who loved it you know that theres always a backside of it. Well, wouldnt say that those issues i have are big one's, but anyway..
Coffee is an important issue for me as you all know who knows(tricky sentence). Nowadays it takes my 15 minutes to make a presso with cofee. That is we dont have a kitchen sink in this building(probably not in the vocabulery in the world of architecture in the sixties). The mens room found about fifteen kilometres away in this building(a bit exaggerated to make the story more fun and worth telling at all). There you clean the cafetierre(sorry france for that spelling) and get some fresh water(only been used three times alredy and has a nice taste of clour). Then of to vehicles administrator(thanks Wanda) to borrow her kettle and fill it up with water. Then get back to the classroom and put coffee in the "french press" and then back to Wanda...done!
Apart from making coffee today i got some time of to finally get a bank account(only took like 4 weeks in the looovely british system of administration), sooner or later i might be able to use it. The pin-code will arrive in three days or soo...
We (that is the class with me as a part of it) had a brief for a peoples mass transport-project for the Olympics in London 2012 together with Bombardier(no swedes; the first part of that word doesnt mean that they are terrorists!). I made a sketch of a, more or less, useless idea today.
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