Woke up this morning and found it had snowed....that was a nice surprise. Managed to squeeze in an early morning snowball fight before it all melted. It's not just the people that move fast in London it's also the weather. It rains quickly, the snow melts quickly.....so now there is no snow left!

Carrying on this theme of good deeds i wanted to write about a couple of things I've seen in the last week. On Friday i went out with my team to celebrate my Birthday (I'm now 23) and we had a great time. It's the first time since we arrived in London that we've all gone out together and we really benefited from it. Things were getting a little tense at work mainly because we were spending too much time working together and not enough time socialising. But after Friday night we all felt great having witnessed each other's company in an environment outside work....Anyway, we were standing at the bus stop awaiting our bus home when we were approached by this guy. He asked us if we had change of a fiver so he could buy his bus ticket. Each of us raked in our pockets but were unable to find five pounds worth of coins. We apologised and turned to walk away. Then in a moment of inspiration i said "we could just give you the one fifty to buy your ticket!" and each of my team agreed. At first the guy hesitated but took our money gratefully and bought his ticket. It was so wonderful to see his face once the ticket was bought. It was like he had just realised what had happened and was like wow! He asked us how he could repay us and we refused recognising it as a kind deed that would cheer him up. We found out his name and chatted until our buses arrived.

Then last night i was travelling back to Brixton on the Bus and i noticed that the girl sat behind me was crying......Here goes i thought searching for a sweet in my bag ready to cheer her up but then i noticed she was on the phone, talking the issue through with someone. But i was ready, i had rhubarb and custard sweets in my bag. There is a definite routine in London of get up go to work come home and sleep. People are in that zone and i think very unable to deal with things that don't fit in with their routine. On Wednesday i was walking from my house to the bus and suddenly a guy behind me just yelled.....I got such a fright. I turned round and saw a man with his face was all smashed up and cut. What surprised me was not his appearance or actions but instead the reaction of people around him. No one seemed at all concerned or bothered. They were just walking focused and efficiently....they were in their zone.