The most annoying thing about having people from abroad stay at your house isn't waiting for the bathroom every morning or feeling like a stranger in your own front room - it's the fact that these people can't help telling you just how great THEIR country is and just how crap your country is - a country that they have flown millions of miles to be in. All I hear everyday from my 2nd cousin and his mum is how expensive everything in England is and how if they were at home, it would be so much cheaper and so much higher quality. If that's the case why don't they fuck off back home then?!

My dad finally brought his laptop home this week and the criminal and his mum finally get to email without having to spend an hour pointing a wii controller at a 32" screen to type out 5 words. The problem is that instead of going out and enjoying their holiday, they mooch in the house all day and check their facebook. Its an effing joke. I know England isn't that exciting but there are better things to do. Before they hadthe laptop, they would leave the house at 12 and walk around town for a while, during which time I would emerge from my room to do all the things that I want to do without them bothering me. But now they just stay in the house all day. I lay in bed til 3pm today, waiting for them to leave but they just stayed in!! Finally I gave up and went downstairs which meant that I was to actually communicate with them.

Another annoying habit that they have, apart from the million others, is that they truly have made themselves at home. When people say "make yourself at home", they don't actually mean it- plus we never said that to them anyway. They go through all our draws, they turn on my PC without asking, they play on my wii without asking and now they're throwing out OUR stuff - WITHOUT OUR PERMISSION! It's quite funny - when i complained, my dad told me "oh it's just for a month, relax" - that was until they opened his can of expensive fois GRAS that he had been saving and ate half of it without asking. Oh how the mighty have fallen.

On a lighter note, I went to the most amazing apartment at the Barbican yesterday evening. My friend lives on the 32 floor of a tower block and has a 270 degree view of the whole of central London from his balcony. It was probably the single most beautiful experience of my life. I've been on the London Eye and this was 100 times better. I definitely want to go there again - next time I'll take my camera. The experience has left me considering actually living at the Barbican. We'll see.

Until next time,

Me