  Some people move to London for a job. Others, for a better life, or to be closer to friends and family. So what about me? Why did I decide up head into the big smoke? Well, to be honest, because I was bored. There's only so much sitting around watching TV you can do without going a little stir crazy... So how did it start?
Well, for the last few months I've been unsettled and had been thinking about getting out on my own for a while, but with prices of everything soooo expensive around here, it wasn't really an option. But then I got an email from Laura saying she was moving to London for a job and did anyone want to join her. My reaction? "Why the hell not?". A few weeks later, we met at Clapham Junction along with Ade, and within a few hours (yes, we were that lucky) we'd found somewhere perfect for all of us! All we have to do now if finish wrangling with the agent about the contract and move it! Woo hoo! I'm kinda doing the commuting thing, but backwards -- I'm happy with my job and see no reason to change it, so every morning I'll be getting the train out of London to Windsor and then repeating but in reverse in the evening.
Doing that gives me a slightly quieter day day the chance to experience London in the evenings and weekends. I know plenty of people around and to be honest am looking forward to just being able to go to the pub for a quick drink, or head into the center and go to the Science Museum (where I've not been since I was about 12).
Until recently, I'd actually shunned the idea of moving to London as something that I would never do (I'm not a "big places" person) but for some reason I thought I'd give it a go. I'm young, free and not tied down, so why not experience something a bit different now while I've got the chance? And if I don't like it, well, the contract's only a year... 
