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I used to live next door to a pair of elderly naturists, only finding out about their hobby when they bade me a cheerful, saggy 'Hello' while I was 25 feet up a ladder repairing the chimney. Luckily, a bush broke my fall, but the memory of a fat, naked man in an ill-fitting wig will live with me forever.

(, Thu 1 Oct 2009, 12:41)
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Cultural mash
My time spent in East London increased my cultural diversity no end - not hard when you're an Irish girl who grew up twenty-two miles from the nearest set of traffic lights. Despite the huge change in demographic I soon settled in amidst the Bengali families who inhabited most of the block of flats, tempted by the amazing scents of curry wafting from kitchen extractor fans. I was pleased to become a member of the local community. I felt accepted. I felt like I fitted in well.

The next door neighbours sent their son round to borrow a potato masher from me. That's flippin' stereotyping at its worst.
(, Wed 7 Oct 2009, 12:32, 2 replies)
Ha Ha! I think you may be looking too deeply there :D

(, Wed 7 Oct 2009, 12:38, closed)
It's stereotyping allright.
I mean, not *every* Irish person has ready access to WW2-era Axis weaponry.

(/ducks for cover)
(, Thu 8 Oct 2009, 13:05, closed)

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