January is back and the weather here in London is frankly abysmal. I don’t know why it always surprises us here in the UK quite how depressing it is after Christmas, but it always does! Every year we forget how cold, wet and gloomy it is after the sparkle has worn off the festive season and the excitement of New Year has subsided. We all make widely optimistic New Year resolutions, keep them for about week and then slack them off to curl up on the sofa until the weather improves. It’s back to living like a hermit with chips, beer and DVDs.
The more fashion changes the more it remains the same and this can be said about Boat Shoes. Boat shoes or topsiders or deck shoes are in vogue. These shoes are light weight and have a very thin rubber sole with slit cuts. Many boat shoes have an oil finish and are water proof. Boat shoes used to be just worn by sailors but they were made into a fashion line during the 1980’s when designers became interested in using them and introduced them in America and the UK.
I have a question for you; why do tourists keep finding themselves stuck on Tube trains in the rush hour? Where exactly are they going at 7.30 in the morning? If I worked on a line that ended at Heathrow, or went to one of the stations that connects with the other London airports then I could maybe understand it. But these people, with their guide books and their absent-minded way of blocking every staircase and corridor genuinely seem to be just heading out for a day’s sightseeing. I know there is a lot of stuff to visit in our fair town, but starting at the crack of dawn is ridiculous. You’re on holiday, for heaven’s sake. Have a lie-in!
Actually, I said just then that I wouldn’t mind so much if they were heading for an airport, but it’s easy for me to be generous in that department; after all I live and work a long way from any of the major tourist arrival points. Friends who live or work on the Heathrow line are always full of horror stories about lost backpackers with their huge suitcases covered in vinyl packaging blocking the whole platform or taking up half a carriage. The sourpuss in me says we should ban all non-residents from the Tube between 7am and 9am and again between 5pm and 7pm. Perhaps only those of us with Oyster cards could be admitted to the stations?
Of course, that’s not a very friendly attitude in a city that makes so much money from its visitors. I think it would almost be in Transport for London’s interest to force cabs to take tourists for free in the rush hour, even though that would add a few thousand cars to the streets every day. The only people that’s going to annoy are taxi and bus drivers. And let’s face it, they’re grumpy all the time anyway!
Moaning about the prices in stores is one thing but not wanting a higher salary is completely different - it might be even called a ridiculously phrased moaning once you say ’I do not really want a higher salary’. Well, I was surprised too when I first hear my very good friend complaining about receiving a high salary. And what made me believe him is that he is actually right - higher salary comes with higher liabilities.
English weather has never been the most reliable guarantee of a great summer.We are so used to roughing our way through months of drizzling misery that when the sun does finally come out, we act all surprised and cynically point out that it can’t possibly last.Like all good Englishmen, I always aim to go on holiday where I can be sure that the sun will come out everyday and I don’t have to worry about rain spoiling my time.More
It happens every single day, with both friends and people I have known for a long time. I tell them I work for a large London company and that is it…their eyes glaze over, they start to try and change the subject or worse: they just stop talking and start messing about with their beer mat or something. Frankly, I am sick and tired of feeling like I have done something wrong!
sometimes, the boss will appear with a packet of biscuits and just give them to us!
…And so I’ve put together this here article to make it perfectly clear what is and isn’t fact.
1) Working doesn’t completely rule my life: yes, my boss expects a lot of me and yes, I can end up working late, but do I work weekends? Oh no. Does my boss mind this? Not really. He is actually human, which brings me to…
2) Yes, like you, my boss is actually human. I mean he bleeds, he feels pain, he sometimes farts – yes, I heard him once, even if he looked around expertly and acted like it had nothing to do with him – and he even occasionally drinks a bit too much on Friday nights. How much more proof do you need?
3) Sometimes, I get treats: or, I should say, we all get treats. That is, sometimes, the boss will appear with a packet of biscuits and just give them to us! OK, I know it sounds trivial – it definitely sounds trivial when you think he’s on about 100 grand a year – but it’s the thought that counts, right? And this thought is a good one. I wouldn’t give up my biscuits for nothing, my friend!
4) Working in a large London company can even sometimes be fun: note I said sometimes, not all the time. Obviously all the time wouldn’t make any sense, as everyone knows that business can’t be like that…much as I wish it could.
5) If I am late I don’t get hauled into the office and shouted at, or humiliated and told to strip myself off my name badge (that would be horrific…). Usually my boss just politely asks me never to do that again, and then he goes back to doing his tin designs . He’s really big on doing designs on tin, you know. Don’t ask me why. It just seems to be his dorky little hobby. (But then, that also makes him more human, so in a way that’s no bad thing, either.)
When I go to a pub, here is what I want to find in a pint:
1) For starters the pint should be a PINT. Not almost a pint, or very nearly a pint, but a good old-fashioned pint-pint. That’s what you want my friend! Anything less is a complete and utter waste of time and no good for nothing!
2) A pint with a nice crisp taste. You know what I am saying with this…it should taste brand-new, and More
The with debate, if you didn’t know, is when you can’t decide who to go to a party with. The following things make it difficult.
1) Different types of your friends will be at the party, ones who don’t all know each other. They’re all mostly fun to hang around with, but it would be so much easier if everyone knew each other, wouldn’t it?
2) The party will consist of lots of drinking…you don’t want to get stuck with More
Why would I go to Switzerland and work there after my graduation this year - quite simple - because the rulers in the UK are the ones that I would never voe for again. They did everything to me and eventually they will do the same to my small friends and little cousins - they will enforce extrmely tough legal fremework on me, the regular taxpayer.
I am talking about the money - the government practically forced the British population More
The other day, after a heated debate over who was hotter, Cherie Blair or Deborah what’s-her-face from Dragons'Den, my friend and I got started arguing about going out and staying in. He was saying that staying in was for sad cases, and while I agreed he was partially right, I also said that there were tons of things to be done at home that you couldn’t do when out and about in London. So he challenged me to make a More
