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Great but pale...

Today has been a glorious sunny day, which I spent sitting in the park with a good book, a bottle and some nibbles.

Life in Britain can be brilliant sometimes!

The very best about this really is, that in this country I am not the palest one…
I still remember clearly how after every summer break my classmates would flock around me to compare their tans with mine. I was always the easiest win in the class, wherever we had been on holiday…

British summer in one day...

But here in Britain I am averagely pale. How brilliant.
Regretfully I have gotten used to it so today I was overconfident… Surely the sun in this country can’t be strong enough to burn me, right?

Well, wrong…

More is better...

I now have two solidly burned back legs, so now I am back to my childhood hobby of slapping on after-sun gel, yoghurt, cucumber, whatever it takes…

Tomorrow it is back to the old regime of 10 layers of 30 SPF sunscreen a day. As we say in Dutch: ‘Mooi wit is niet lelijk’ (transl.: great white is not ugly)

In recent years more and more young Brits have started to follow the international trend to become brown/orange. These kids are doing whatever it takes to get the right shade, so apart from slapping on fake tan, tanning salons filled with sun beds have become a daily routine for many.
In order to stop this, one of the ‘Girls Aloud’ has started a campagne showing the real dangers of this hobby.

Oh no wait, she was trying to sell her new make-up.

Oh what will await me in the States…

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British Summer of 2009 on the Mall...

It is true, Britain has a lot of weather.

I know it is a bit of a cliche, but as Eskimo have 40 words for snow, the Brits have 20.000 for everything else.

It is stunning to see how the whole island can grind to a hault after a few flecks of snow. (not to mention the cloud of volcano dust that is coming our way today.)

Apart from a large cloud of any cleaners nightmare floating on high, today’s weather is actually brilliant. It is one of these fresh early days of spring that really reassure you that the long greyness is over.

Or is it?

Sorry Toto...

After almost 4 years of Britain I can now safely say I have gone a whole different shade.
My skin is no longer fresh and pink but a new shade of pale and my hair is no longer a Dutch variety of sun bleached blonde but instead some non descript drab colour…The Dutch actually have a name for that colour: ‘Melkboeren Hondenhaar’or: The hair of the Milkmans dog – in other words: average…
(the picture also explains why there is no Crufts in Holland)

Ever since I got the key to the garden square I have not had one single day where I could just sit there (without a coat) and have tea in the sun with friends…

I am hopeful this will happen before my departure.

Pretty please?

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