So I decided to translate my blog into english. I am really sorry for all mistakes becouse I know there will be a lot! I am doing this only becouse a few of friends where asking for that. Sorry once again.
ps. I am not gonna listen any advices about my english in this case ;)
enjoy!
Why I started to write a blog?
Mostly becouse being a messenger is more than just a normal job. It's a lifestyle a sort of culture or more like subculture. I live in London so most of my friends from Poland have no clue what the fuck I am doing here and some of them are thinking that I am dead already and my facebook is uploaded by itself. So that's a reason as well. So they can read it and they know that I am more then just alive.
But how it started?
It was september. I just came back from my holidays in Poland. Those days I use to date this guy called Richard. He was the most lazyiest person I ever meet in my whole life and the biggest stoner as well. He live outside of London so most of the time we where spending in my place on legend Cable Street. I was living in little, tiny studio not bigger then a public toilet. Cable Street is an old warehouse use to be chocolate factory. Totally magic and gypsy place to live. I need to add that there was no Willy Wonka or dancing, high from caco, singing umpa loompas - shame !
But at the same time there was lot's of music, street art in toilets and dancing, high as fuck, singing, crazy people.
Anyway, so I came back from Poland and I needed to find a new job. I took Richard to internet cafe, he was already after his first spliff. And there out of the sudden he meet his old mate - Macey. This guy in those days didn't have that much tattoos, yellow/lime bike or so many Supreme clothes.
Macey came over to internet cafe becouse he fall of into the cannal on his bike. He was hoping that they can do something with his IPhone. As far as I remember he had to get a new one. But he and Richard... a little bit of conversation: "wow u live on cable street as well! my gf she lives in 240!" - "wow men we need to have a drink!". We decided that we gonna came over to his studio one day.
I saw Macey a few times in bulding with his two other flat mates. One - very tall and handsome, looking like young Hugh Grand and the other one - not that tall, ginger and never smiling. They where always with bikes. I need to add that those days I was cycling as well. I got on a bike just when I moved to London. But those days bicycle was just a way to get from A to B.
I got a job in small coffee shop on magic Leather Lane. Those days I haven't a clue how much I will love that place.
One day Richard went to see Macey in his studio. I was about to join him just after my yoga. I didn't. Richard came over to pick me up and go to shop. But he wasn't alone. Young Hugh Grand was with him. We look at each other and when Richard asked do we know each other, Adam (becouse that's real High Grand name) said that we had seen a few times.
All togheter we went to Sainsbury to buy some beers. Richard went into the shop, me and Adam stayed outside. We start talking and we both had that feeling like we know each other for ages. I remeber that in this moment I was really hoping that we gonna become friends. But I didn't know that Adam litreally will change my life.
The ginger and never smiling guy it's Connor. Now his similing much more ofthen becouse his new girlfriend and his totally in love.
I broke up with Richard very soon becouse I didn't even know why I had started to be with him.
Adam start to came over more often. He was always telling me stories about his work as a courier and all that mess life. I was very curious about it.
One day Adam siad that since I work on Leather Lane I should come over there after 6 pm on friday when all couriers coming after work having a drink, laugh and in general it's fun. It is. But those days I didn't know how much!
I remember my first friday night next to Full City. I was wearing jeans, new coat. I was riding my old crusing dutch bike. Beautifull bike but super heavy. I still have it... I can't sell her.. to beautifull.
But couriers! They where all on fixed! Their bikes where ... majestic. So solid, cool and light! And couriers as them selfs.. Most of them are having lot's of tattoos, pearcing. All dress in black, like 48 ronins on bikes, fuckin ninjas drinking beers. For me they where looking just cool. All I wanted after this first friday was to be like them.
And this is how it starts. Fridays on Leather Lane with couriers. Beers, ride and tattoos.
I had become friends with Georg. The owner of Full City. He is one of the best mechanics I ever seen in my whole life. He was born in California, use to live in Vietnam for a while. I like to imagine little Georg fixing little kids bikes on beach in Vietnam drinking coconut water stright from nut. I know he use to do that - drinking coconut water. I have no idea if he was fixing kids bikes. I love to listen his stories. He have so many of them... you know.. he is quite old. For me being old is more then 50 and i know he is around 60. Sometimes I am coming to Leather Lane after work and when everone are going home I am still sitting at Full City, talking with Georg and listen some old rock and roll music. He have amazing music taste. Like all americans that I know so far.And also he sow Jim Hendrix playing live so you know... he has to be old!
Before Christmas I lost my job on Leather Lane but I didn't care. I was going to Poland anyway. After new year I found a new one on Union Street. That was good location becouse many of couriers had pick ups or delivers in there. That time I already know most of them. Sometimes they where coming there just to have a coffee with me. I was very jealous that they can spend so much time outside.
I become friend with Rosa a girl courier. She was coming over to charg her phone or to eat lunch when it was to cold to sit in the park. Those days I didn't know we actually gonna work in same company. I said to Adam as a joke that if I gonna loose this job it's a sign from a god that I should become a courier. Adam said that he is sure that I will become one anyway sooner or later.
Meanwhile he started to work in new company called Stuart. It was about to be an amazing, easy going company. Delivers everything including food. At the end it was just a food.
I needed more money so I decided to be a part time courier for proper food company called Deliveroo. They are one of the biggest companys in Europe as far as I know. They hire everone who have own bike. I got a huge food box, the one you can put as a backpack, huge jacket and power bank. And then I was. Almoust a real courier.
Those two months in Deliveroo where fantastic. Adam never had any jobs. His life was all about sitting in one of Pret's in Soho or Oxford Street. After my shift we where having a quick coffee before they closed and then had a few beers in our favoruite pub John Snow. When we where both broke, we had some beers outisde or at mine.
At the begining of march I lost a job in Union Street. I was feeling a relief. I didn't like this place anyway and also my dad was about to came over to London for a week so I was glad to have some free time for him.
But at the end I need to keep my promis to Adam... that I will become a proper courier. So i did. He said that he was sure that I will be a courier since my first night on Leather Lane. Same day I sing papers for Green Couriers Adam left Stuart and came back to one of big courier companys that he use to work for. My first monday on circut we celebrete by the river with 3 bottles of wine listing to jazz.
We where both so happy that non of us had to deliver chainese or burger any more. ever.
