After spending 20 months in London (not including time spent overseas or back in Sydney) and enduring ½ a winter, I can officially say that I’m starting to understand Brits and their mentality.
While this winter hasn’t been that bad, (and surprisingly pretty snow for 2 days) the length of the winter coldness, which lasts approx 6 months Oct to april, and the dark, cold mornings and the dreary wetness has left me right miserable. And whingey. And craving sunshine
It has resulted in a few undesirable effects. Firstly, the cold and misery makes u:
A) Want to stay indoors, preferably warm – what could be better than the pub?
B) Crave comfort foods – hot chips, meat pies, Yorkshire pudding and Sunday roasts covered in gravy. Mmmmm Tasty!
Which inevitably gives u a gut. And makes u pasty white. Not good!
And then u happen to transport yourself away from London to a somewhat warmer country – and despite your brain telling you not to, u find yourself whipping your shirt off to “sunbake” in 19-20 degree weather, exposing ur white, flabby body for all to avert their eyes from. Sorry fellow Portugal travellers - my body needed it!
And my lingo has expanded now too! I now know what bubble and squeak, toad in the hole and spotted dick is - but not what the third one tastes like! :)
