Friday, 17 November 2017

My new sir name : Le burn

it sounds pretty good doesn't it? " Kitlizette Le Burn "

I like the sound of that.

I've unintentionally started to serve some burns to whoever feel like the target of my posts at
hopefully I'll offend someone. Or not, who cares, really.

Tomorrow evening we go to Ware, me and my dog Dave. Seeing some friends, have a drink or two. Dinner because that's healthy. Hang. Then we go home the next day to hang more with our two favourite boys.  Not a bad weekend plan if you ask me.
Tonight is chill night. I was off yesterday. Stomach bug. Felt like I was going to faint on my way in to work. Got to work. Got sick. Had to take taxi home. Or an Uber as we call it now, me an the millennials. Managed to sort out child care and dog pick up/ drop off. Or the D Dude did I should say. Its not all just me me me sorting things out in our life.

I am a bit unfair on that one sometimes. Strut around thinking the world would stop without me. But it wouldn't. It would most def. just tick on as normal.

And ticking it is. A bit loud at the moment in my opinion? Bomb tics. Nobody is happy with whoever is in charge. Its all a bit uncomfortable , in most parts, right now.

Oh well. i'll just continue to poke and someday someone will listen. Better figure out what I want to say.

K. x

Wednesday, 8 November 2017

Things I like , right now

I mean. How much can you love a pair of boots?

I wouldn't be able to walk in them. I'd look like a pair of giant legs, wobbly and just tragic. So I will love them from a distance. Its the flames. Dem flames.

I also love Rihanna, and Sia , King Krule because of his fantastic oddness and i also love the little fire I have in me about creating stuff. And my job too. And of course my prince and main D-dude. And Dave the dog. Its all about love, really.

Kit x

Btw, this is where you can get the boots of the century. Bargain too!

Friday, 3 November 2017

People are so strange

Just had a guy, buzzing for our office, to tell me he had a delivery for us, it was up on the3rd, or maybe 4th floor.
Then he walked off, I could see him on the other side of the road from my desk (We're on street level),  so went out to the main door and got his attention.

"Yeah we got a delivery for you, its upstairs, on the 3rd floor, or maybe in the top floor flat. What do you want me to do about it?'

.. I just thought. Whenever I open for a courier and take someone elses' delivery, I go up with it to them. OR let them know whenever they pass by our floor. And I certainly never asks 'What do you want me to do about it' in an passive aggressive tone.

People are so strange. Why can't everyone just be nice. 

"What you want me to do about it?"
Fuck off. Ok, sorry, that wasn't very nice.

Anyway, this weekend we have svenska skolan, then sleep over with J from Sweden and then, come Sunday. This one is going to clear out the attic, lay down some flooring (in same attic) and then get all the stuff that is worth keeping, back up there. PROJECT.

K x 

Tuesday, 17 October 2017

cough cough

Again. Or is it again? I feel SO GUILTY if I'm at home ill. I had a cold last week, was home for one day, oh and the day prior I left earlier on recommendation from my boss. My sneezes was taking over the conversations. Then sofa time the day after and then I went back in. I didn't have anything super urgent or pressing, but I felt so bad for being ill.
Cue this week, still sniffly and of course I developed a nasty chesty cough. Its not the first time either, so i should have known. I should have taken some time to get 100% fine and THEN gone back to work. But no no. I seem to think the world stops if I'm not in the office? What is that all about? Hybris?

Its boring, being ill. And I feel so guilty that I do a lot of chores around the house, so I'm not REALLY relaxing and resting up.

Today, I shall do nothing. well. I have to walk Dave, but that is it. No clearing out the attic. No sorting out all the laundry, nothing.

Another thing. James Corden's brown nosing. Totally destroyed the wonderful documentary about George Michael that aired last night. Bloody James Corden sitting there , tearful and pompus. Bah.

Now I rest. so long.


Sunday, 15 October 2017

sudden death of sad

Rushed over me. Don't know why. I am tired. We all know why. I do more, in my head and body than my dear D. We try to get a better balance, but I can't control his mind and make him worry as much as I do. Perhaps I should worry less. Worry and think less. Is that possible.

They've gone out now. I'm going soon, but to another thing. To meet a friend who is visiting for the weekend. Art and wine. Just for a little bit. More wine than art I think. I hope. I'm not in the mood for looking at other more successful artists.

I think I feel a bit of a failure today. I need to create more. I should just do it. Don't we all say that?

I miss them already.


Ps. sudden fear of wanting to disappear also. What is this? 

Saturday, 14 October 2017

Housing, Brexit, North Korea, Trump and other challenging things

London live report: I am watching a documentary about the streets of London, and how regeneration after regeneration has taken place. It is a natural wave or mirror of what is going on in the world I suppose, supply and demand, and popularity of areas, of London as a city too I guess. Romans, saxons, Hugenots, Jewish, Bengalis , bankers
I wonder if we are ever going to be able to won our own home here in London? Its so hard to imagine it. I mean, we'd like to buy a home that is slightly bigger than what we have now, our little 2up2down in Greenwich. But how.

Seeing interviews with old and new residents in Portobello, how cold and anonymous and... boring.
(said by a banker from the Mayhew family, who is moving to the woods to get a more 'autistic lifestyle)

Next up: An interview with a couple, two instantly unlikeable people who are showing the cameras around their twin showers and grand bathtub.. Oh dear now she is being interviewed in the cowshed getting a pedicure.
I mean, I don't know. What do you want to achieve by getting interviewed getting a pedicure and talking about what a great house you have? I would never do that. I wouldn't even be cool with being interviewed about our house, the fact that we have our own house here, with a GARDEn in lovely Greenwich, that we rent on the rent to buy scheme and that's bloody lucky and super duper we got that. I wouldn't want to talk about my house situation on camera. It doesn't benefit anyone, you know?

Ok if I was a long term resident that was being neglected by the landlord or a house owner with a neighbour who was growing weed - or maybe not actually. They might get a bit angry if you'd name and shamed them on live television.
Anyway, you get my gist.

So, that's one thing that I have on my mind. What can we do, perhaps not now, but when our prince gets a bit older? Its perfect now but when he's ten, we might need more space. Hoping four our house on the river to become available. *crosses fingers*

...What else do I have on my mind? I can't really progress anything else as long as this London Streets program is running. I feel for some of the old residents who are back visiting. One lady is still in her little council flat , not wanting to move, but all her friends have moved away from the area. That's sad. she is lonely, and none of the new residents are up for becoming her friend. Of course not, they are around 30 and bankers. The new factory worker.

Natasha and Nico they're called. the couple with the twin shower. I instantly disliked them. Not sure what that says about me. Perhaps they are super nice , they might even be friends of friends, who knows?

anyway. Onwards & upwards world.


Wednesday, 4 October 2017


Thought I'd add some flames because WHY THE HELL NOT.

So yeah. Enjoy them.


My new sir name : Le burn

it sounds pretty good doesn't it? " Kitlizette Le Burn " I like the sound of that. I've unintentionally started to ser...