Perhaps as a consequence of this rare piece of encouragement, or perhaps to address what I feel is a general melancholia, I think I'll list some things that I like about living in London.
1. I like it when a tube arrives at the platform at exactly the same time as I do - secondary to that I also very much enjoy leaping through the closing doors, and watching other people just missing a train on which I am already seated.
2. I like seeing chauffeurs in Mercedes Maybachs trying to squeeze past the millions of bendy-busses (that's 18 metres worth of bendy-bus) that wheeze around the city centre.
3. I like walking really fast while pretending to Tourists that I know exactly where I'm going (this is facilitated by hubris, my phone's access to googlemaps and sheer luck).
4. I like how the southern attitude towards Scotland and the North of England - which are, you would think, synonymous - reinforces my anti-union sentiments. Quite honestly if they're not going to take our money in their McDonald's and Primarks then we shouldn't bother sending it to their parliament.
That is, perhaps, it.
No comments:
Post a Comment