The battle of Waterloo

Okay so we're back at Waterloo and hah! I never thought I'd be so happy to see only one double decker bus! IT HAS KEYS!!!

So right now we're going to take this bus (Route number 341) And we're going to travel the route it would normally have taken up into Islington (which I know is not far from Highbury, at all).

And yes... Tallerbird! I loved the ending to that book. Maybe, I'll read it again some day!?

Lots to take in... So much.

Alright I have lots to write about and only a short time to do it. I gave Robbie another of the Laptops when we split so, I have like one and a half left (Batteries died in my initial one half of this battery has gone and I have one more Laptop).

Firstly, Taller? You've also read Wilbur's in the woods?! That makes me smile, I remember that book from long ago and you bringing it up is good news! Although I would have to ask, something I've always questioned. "Why the hell is he in that neck of the woods?"

Secondly... I did make my way towards those fires and wow, was it good that I did?! Lance, Maria, Laura and Shawn were all there! Apparently Ricky just sort of... Vanished? They were all running out of the house one morning as the door's apparently unlocked themselves and - poof - he disappeared; that's strange... They went back to look for him but couldn't find him.

-- As for my diary? It turns out that I recognised the name "Apace Mindset" because they're a subsidary or something, for the BBC and the "Lif3" T.V show. I knew I'd heard it somewhere before... I had a date in my diary to visit one of their representatives but unfortunately, it told me nothing more.

Anyway... We're headed back along the tracks to Waterloo and then we're going to head in the direction Robbie took. Would those who might be in contact with him, let him know all the Lif3 contestants, bar one - are with me and we're safe?!

Thank you guys!

Home sweet home

Alright so I've made it back FINALLY...

Saw those weird fires again, but they were more in the south-east direction as I was headed westerly. I'll take a quick look on the way back but right now it's about finding that diary.

I'm sorry it's been a while guys but I've been trying to make as much time as has been humanly possible covering such distances. My house is about another twenty minutes walk from where I stand so, I'll be in touch soon.

Trickin' 'em.

Okay so I'm now in Twickenham... On the train between Waterloo and Guildford that's probably about four stops; depending on the one (train) you get. VK is all excited, I guess it's a new adventure for her, right?

Last night I thought I saw fires burning, small ones, in the distance in the direction in which I was headed... I'm going to keep an eye out for that.

Twicks is totally empty, below = two photos I shot with this crappy camera I nicked from P.C World when I got the laptops.

ARRRGH! It's fucking impossible!!

Okay now I'm pissed off... So, it's like this. Robbie REALLY wanted to go see if he could find anything. News, information etc; at his parents house by Waterloo station before we start heading out of London, okay so it's only a 20 minute drive from Wood Lane (BBC); which we did in half of that due to there being absolutely nothing to keep us (traffic etc). And then... KA-FUCKING-POOT!

The car died.

Yes, she died... That lovely, cosy, Ford K.A died on us and so what? We're stuck outside Waterloo station (Well about a five minute walk from) With only the food, drink and other items we packed, the laptops and so on and so forth.

Robbie decided to rob a "Comet" shop and got a radio and ten ton of batteries (I'm over exaggerating) and we've been listening to our staticy message over and over... It sounds like a voice saying "Is anybody out there? I'm in the north part of London... Can anybody hear me?" And then a morse code message which Robbie reckons is the same thing, in C.B Jargon; how he knows I'm not sure...

So, it seems like maybe Robbie, the other Lif3 contestants and myself were not the only ones left behind; perhaps?? We've got to figure this all out.

Mission to Guildford.

Thanks to Ari, Robbie and I have routed through the map and come up with the best solution as to getting to my old home in Guildford. Straight down the M4 and onto what I know as "The London Road" Should definitely do it, I hope.

Luckily for us Robbie has the K.A although it seems to be doing a bit of sputtering as of late, let's hope we don't get ditched on the motorway... Although there seems to be plenty of cars around here, which if I am correct, always seem to have keys in when Robbie checks, I'll let him do the looking around from now on.

Had a strange dream last night, one which I failed to recall during my last postings as, with most dreams, I forgot about it until recently. Basically in the dream I was actually in the future, 2014 to be exact; London still hadn't gotten over it's absolute success in the Olympics two years prior and was about to host the 2014 World Cup, too.

I worked in a company which dealt in toys, like... Kids toys and I worked with Robbie and my internet pal, Leon (who I'd never seen a pic of, to be honest so wouldn't know if he was who I saw in the dream). Can't remember much else although I got into trouble for almost getting out of the elevator on the fourth floor, I do remember that... The guy who told me off was strange, pervy almost lol - Ah the dreams you have, when under stress and fear.

In response to comment questions...

Okay I'm beginning to get slightly - ever so slightly - freaked out.

This name, ApaceMindset, is beginning to ring some form of bell in my head although, I can't quite place why! Although, I think stuff at home might have the answer. I have a journal, diary whatever you want to call it.

I need to go back to my house, the only thing is... It's a little outside of South-West London, more along the lines of... Guildford? My house "now" is still in London but we only moved there a few weeks before I auditioned for Lif3; my original house with all our stuff still in it is way down there.

I need to travel there, find my diary... I have a feeling it might be able to clear things up, some.