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Category Archives: Things I am happy to leave behind…

Charming…

I am sure I have written about this pet hate of mine before…

Harrods.

Last weekend, upon arriving back in town by tube, the following happened…

After lugging a heavy suitcase up the stairs from the underworld of gnarly air and noisy trains, I had to swerve through the senseless shoppers on the busy back road behind Harrods…

Half way I got stopped by one of the doormen, sounding rather grumpy… He growled: No no no… heavy suitcases should go to entrance 2A on the other side…

Another good reason for avoidance…

I just looked up at him all astonishment and mumbled: Could you get out of the way please, I am trying to get home. If you don’t mind that is…

He stepped aside, but didnt even apologise.

No wonder locals avoid this place like the plague…

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Stiff-upper-lip Disgruntlement...

Another brilliantly British word I ran into this week.

Disgruntled…

Everyone knows that Brits are famous for their reserve and cool response to the most extreme circumstances…
Please note that feeling Grumpy in this country is actually considered good and healthy!

A common joke that has been circulated via email demonstrates this with the following wording:

‘The English are feeling the pinch in relation to recent terrorist threats and have raised their security level from “Miffed” to “Peeved“. Soon, though, security levels may be raised yet again to “Irritated” or even “A Bit Cross”.

The English have not been “A Bit Cross” since the blitz in 1940 when tea supplies all but ran out. Terrorists have been re-categorized from “Tiresome” to a “Bloody Nuisance”. The last time the British issued a “Bloody Nuisance” warning level was during the great fire of 1666.’

Proper disgruntled...

However today there is ‘Disgruntled’ to be added to this list. This really is the best possible word to describe. With its sharp ‘Disss’, rolling ‘Grrrr’ and ending with a short thin ‘TL’ it grruntles brilliantly over the tongue, mimicking the growl and scowl it represents.

This level of irritability is only reached in the most extreme cases. But it seems that after the fall out of the elections we are getting there…

There has been a strange haze of obstinancy around town this week. All traffic has been hell since the cab drivers have gotten disgruntled and started to block main parts of town in their anger. (all because of the foreigners taking their jobs etc etc.)
Add to this the disgruntlement of the Motor Cyclists that refuse to pay council tax and several days of brilliant sunshine and a national tendency for queuing and you are stuck with the most exquisite hot mess of grid lock…

Disgruntlement of a completely escalated kind was reached by cabbie Derrick Bird in Cumbria yesterday.
For unknown reasons he got in his cab and went on a gun toting rampage along the coast, shooting 37 and killing 12 people on his route.

The country is still stunned…


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Crush and Tube Haze

Yes I know… all people who first come to London Heart the Tube.

It is so organised, ao well signed and so easy to get everywhere. And the design is so pretty and the stations have such quirky names… hihi.

But now, after about 4 years I can honestly say I have had enough.

The Price – really it is exorbitant, even if you have an Oyster card. I recently stopped getting a monthly travel card and started using busses instead. The extra walk that it takes is actually rather refreshing. (and it saves me around £50 a month!)

The Crush – Standing (in silence) in someones armpit in the morning is really not that fun, in the bus at least you sometimes overhear someone’s report from last night… or what groceries they will have to buy on the way home…

The Tube Haze – ever wondered why it is so hard to walk up those tall escalators? It’s the air baby… There simply isnt much oxygen down there. May be one day when I need less of the stuff I will submerge again. You will really not believe what floats around in the air there. Try blowing your nose after coming out… or may be not.

    So for the remainder of my stay I will walk and even run for the bus, come rain or shine…

    Talking of which, may be I should just sit in the park while I finish my next Invitation to Tender, Ha.
    Fresh air…

    🙂

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    20/20

    After giving this blog some thought during my lunch in the park, I came up with a main aim for this blog.

    When I left the NL to move to the UK, four years ago, I found that actually I missed completely different things about my motherland that I had imagined.

    Some of the famous Dutch traits were a relief to leave behind, while other minor details of Dutch Life started to become much fonder memories that I could ever imagine.

    So I decided to make this blog a collection of misses and wishes…

    There will be several cathegories of things:

    • I think I will miss… (from UK as well as NL)
    • I am happy to leave behind…  (from UK as well as NL)
    • I look forward to… (in US)
    • I dread… (in US)

    After my move I will comment in hindsight…

    Was my idea of the States realistic?

    We will see…

    Dikke zoenen,
    F.

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