I am going to be brief today. Not so many things have happened.

First, I went for a walk along the canals. This time not to south-west, but to north-east. Well, it's very nice and very posh there. I like these canals more and more; I would like to live close to these; I am totally sure I won't be able to live there until I become a partner in a company such as the one I will be soon working for, with salary of approx 5 times the avg salary. :(

Second, I wanted to find where to buy pantyhose. Well... In Prague, I'd know exactly where to go. Here, I went to one shop which looked like something between pharmacy and place where they sell toothbrushes, detergents, and expensive perfumes. I was quite surprised to see all the packs of Nurofen (and similar stuff) right there on the shelves, accessible to everyone. In Czech Republic, you have to show your ID card to buy anything that contains amphetamines (incl. of course Nurofen), and you are looked at like you were a drug addict - and it is never, ever displayed like this, because everyone just assumes that you would make meth from these drugs. Well, obviously, here in the UK, there is no such problem. No one is making meth from Nurofen. There is a small warning that they won't sell you more than two packs at a time, but the packages are still freely accessible.

Third, I went to see one flat (with two flatmates). I liked it, sort of, but there could be a problem with noise. I hate noise, really, esp. during the night, but this flat is in 2nd floor just above a street where there are buses and trams. I know that one can get used to many things, but... Second pb. is that instead of a proper wall, there's a sliding door between the room we'd be occupying and the living room, and I am not sure that would be sufficient. Third, I am not so sure the current tenants liked me that much. Well, we'll see.

Fourth, I went for a beer - on Friday night! Very British thing to do, indeed. :) We first went to a very noisy place, with a DJ and lot of loud music. I did not like that very much! Then we went to another bar, with less noise, but here, there was rugby all around. (Yes, there's rugby world cup going on now. Some matches are taking place here in Mcr, so people are a bit crazy.) There were also some British girls, dressed in very... revealing... dresses, (Frankly, they looked like prostitutes.) I thing they must've been terribly cold (and I am surprised that they were let in by the guards at the entrance), but now, I am not British. Maybe these girls were tougher than expected.
(Interesting: there is a couple of big guys at the entrance of every pub, bar, or similar facility. Not sure whether this is only on Friday night, or every night, but it seems a bit odd. I'd be afraid to enter a pub like this, with guards at the entrance - I would not feel welcome there. However, a friend explained to me. Apparently this is not the purpose of these guys - quite on the contrary. they are there for everyone's safety, to kick out drunken people, and to discourage the boys harassing the girls. Interesting.)
Anyway, I have tried two beers that looked like local stuff. I liked neither. There was no bitter taste, no taste of hops, too little gas. I am a beer-lover; what am I going to do in this country, I don't know.