So, I moved to Barcelona...

I live in Barcelona now, come say hello if you get bored.

I decided I needed a change of everything so I sold all my stuff and hopped on a plane, this was about 4 months ago.

I have a Spanish job, a Spanish bank account, a Spanish social security number, a Spanish national insurance number and Swedish furniture (thanks ikea). I speak terrible Spanish and this generally makes everything a huge pain in the arse to sort out, which I love for some reason.

I talk to children for a living, its pretty funny, I get paid about 10p an hour and taxed 25% for being english, it is pretty great. They give me free sandwiches too.

There are a lot of very small dogs here, they even have clothes shops just for tiny dogs.

The only foods available in Barcelona are bread and meat.

There is a beggar with no nose.

I am very tall in Spain.

Our fish died.

Its warm.

Bye.