I’m missing the local gossip with my friends so let me tell you a bit about my housemates in to self satisfy my gossip needs.

We are supposed to be 5 living in this house but until now I’ve only met 2 other people roaming around.

The most frequently met guy is this Bangladeshi who’s around my age and of a slightly darker color. He works part time in a big computer store but is trying to get into college to study. He’s an extrovert and gladly stops to talk sprinkling all his sentences with the F word. Understanding him is not always easy, although I’m sure I never miss a fuck when it’s there. So sometimes a sentence goes like this in my head; hummmmmmmmmmmm fucking hummmm fucking hummmmm fucking …

I’ve also started learning some Bangladeshi habits now. First of all they have a proper meal for breakfast, but I think that’s common in many Asian countries. More interesting is the fact they eat with their hands. I don’t mean they peal prawns with their hands, or they finish off a chicken thigh with their hands, they even eat rice with their hands. Can you imagine that? To eat rice he grabs some rice in all his fingers, swishes it around in the sauce then throws it in his mouth. I was amazed it was possible at all, yet it didn’t bother me in the least.

Another rice related thing is this appliance we’ve got called 'Automatic Rice Cooker'. It’s a big white pot with a metal cover and a wire sticking out of it. The pot is from Tefal which gives it some credibility but I still haven’t got a clue how it works or why is it necessary for that matter.

The other person I’ve met is an Irish lady probably in her late 30’s who must have a king sized bed in her room to fit comfortably at night. She works as a nurse and has been living in the house for 5 years so she has the best contact with the landlord and thus settles bills and the like. I’ve met her only twice, and in both cases in front of TV drinking wine and smoking Silkcut – a good example for a nurse.

This paragraph looks like I’m picking on her but it’s not that way at all. First of all she shared her wine with me and she was the one who had the decency to show me around the house and explain the basics, like how to switch on the heaters and wash the clothes.

There should be another 3 people living here but if I don’t meet anyone of them by Saturday I’ll start to believe they don’t exist.