1) Being nearly run over by cabs/ knocked off your feet as double decker buses rush by.
2)The woman who has been full on WAILING pretty much directly outside my halls for the past half an hour. Shut up. She sounds like she's being eaten alive by some beastie, but surely that can't be the case as there aren't alot of wild animals roaming around London. Not that I've seen. Other than cute squirrels/irritating mangey pidgeons.
In other news, there is a tramp living in the busted up empty house across the road (see two posts below).
We have named him Henry.
And if you can't tell from the rambling nature of this post, I am somewhat sleep-deprived.