Why I Love/Hate Britain
This week's been all about the Daily Mail and why people love or hate their country. Tell us one thing you hate about Britain, and one thing about why you love it.
This shouldn't be an excuse for RACISTLOLS, or long lists of things you dislike. Be intelligent, be funny, and be interesting
( , Thu 3 Oct 2013, 13:55)
This week's been all about the Daily Mail and why people love or hate their country. Tell us one thing you hate about Britain, and one thing about why you love it.
This shouldn't be an excuse for RACISTLOLS, or long lists of things you dislike. Be intelligent, be funny, and be interesting
( , Thu 3 Oct 2013, 13:55)
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The great British eccentric
I have lived and worked with lots of them, and they would simply not be tolerated in Japan or Germany. We embrace them, which is great in itself.
My father was one. Upon being told he was being awarded the MBE, he asked if I'd go and get it for him; he didn't really have the time. Apparently you can't do that so eventually they came to him.
I remember my grandmother, a West Country lady of solid resolve. She was scything the garden and took a chunk out her own leg, right across the calf.
"Bugger" was all she said as I nearly fainted at the blood. "I'll sort it out" she smiled at me. Her solution was to put a pair of tights on that held the wound together. It damn well worked too.
What I hate is the opposite of the above. The instant fame crap like X Factor, and the 'I've messed up, somebody sort it out for me' mentality.
( , Mon 7 Oct 2013, 15:56, Reply)
I have lived and worked with lots of them, and they would simply not be tolerated in Japan or Germany. We embrace them, which is great in itself.
My father was one. Upon being told he was being awarded the MBE, he asked if I'd go and get it for him; he didn't really have the time. Apparently you can't do that so eventually they came to him.
I remember my grandmother, a West Country lady of solid resolve. She was scything the garden and took a chunk out her own leg, right across the calf.
"Bugger" was all she said as I nearly fainted at the blood. "I'll sort it out" she smiled at me. Her solution was to put a pair of tights on that held the wound together. It damn well worked too.
What I hate is the opposite of the above. The instant fame crap like X Factor, and the 'I've messed up, somebody sort it out for me' mentality.
( , Mon 7 Oct 2013, 15:56, Reply)
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