I visit him in the following days. I find that train service in London isn't trustworthy! Four consecutive trains are cancelled without explanation. I've been waiting for 2 hours!
The service is up to hotel standard. There are quite a lot of choices on the menu for every meal. After meal, the nurses would come and ask "coffee or tea?"
He was attacked by a black guy who was trying to sell him drugs in Camden Town at 11p.m. last night after saying "What kind of language are you speaking? Is it English?"
After packing the pumpkin and vegetables soup which is the only food I can cook together with some daily necessities, I take the train to a totally new place to me, Hamstead Royal Free Hospital.
I call landlord to make sure the conversation wasn't a dream the next morning. Then I shop for ingredients to make soup. The Turkish boss salutes me as usual.
Landlord becomes a hair stylist. He can gie my requested style with a pair of small plastic scissors that is normally used in art classes by children. Brilliant!
There is a big meadow near our house, Hackney Marshes, stretch to the horizon, there are many many goals, it's so huge as many football fields joining together.