Well by this time all my friends from South Africa had arrived. There were 8 of us in total. It was like we had brought Edenvale (where i lived before) to London. The bad times were behind us and now we were living the high life, going out all the time really living the SA Style in London.
We knew a couple of people living in our area and we would go to house parties, those weren't that cool the people were crazy, but there was alot of partying, partying partying..
John and I were working in the same building at the time. One day I remember our manager saying that one of the other guards was leaving and they needed an extra person to work, I opened my big mouth said let us work his shifts for the extra money, everyone agreed and we started working nights.
In the beginning it wasn't too bad, we would come home play games watch TV etc, but towards the end we would come home go to sleep wake up and go back to work. We worked 73 nights with only 2 days off during that whole time. We sure did save lots of money but we missed alot of good times with our friends.
One morning we came home to find broken glass by our front door, blood on the pavement. We went straight in and woke everyone up to find out what had happened, a house party they said. We had miss it!!!! John and I were not happy about that, so we tried to stop working so much.
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