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  • The Southern Perspective

    My mother regularly tells me that the North East is a waste of time because, I quote, “all of them are as thick as two planks of wood” unquote
    I smile falsely in response, cross my fingers behind my back and reply ‘Actually, I have met some intelligent people up here.’
    My mother spent months telling me that I should move to the North East because it was an ‘up and coming place’.
    Originally I scoffed and said ‘Why on earth would you want to live in a place full of smoking chimney stacks and mine shafts?’
    Now my mother takes every opportunity to beg me to move back down to the south, she even insists on taking me on a guilt trip by placing my eighteen month old brother on the phone and trying to force him to tell me how much he misses me and that I should come home.
    My brother is still trying to master the word ‘Hello’ and our mum is already teaching him to follow a path of emotional blackmail.
    Ah well, it will be me choosing her care home one day…

    Is that in London?

    I have found in my experience that some peoples geography is very poor, many of the Northerners I have met seem to think that the whole of the South is in London and cannot comprehend that it is made up of different counties, mind you, these could be the same people that perhaps live in Gateshead and would have trouble locating Durham.

    An amusing story that I must mention is one told to me by my partner who is a special constable. When called to an incident on an estate in Gateshead, a girl said to him ‘You aren’t Northern, where are you from?’
    My partner asked in response ‘Do you ever watch Eastenders?’
    To which the girl replied ‘I’ve never seen you on Eastenders.’

    If I ever tell someone here that I am from Surrey again and they reply ‘No need to apologise’ I must not be held accountable for my actions.

    There are differences between the North and South, the humour, conversation, words they use, cars they drive. I am sure that the top story on the news is always who has won the Football whereas in the South it will be that someone has been murdered.
    The South seems to be more dry humoured and ambitious, the Northerners believe that Southerners are rude, busy people always on the go that discuss subjects such as politics, there is even a myth here that supermarkets in the South are more expensive.
    The Northerners are completely unreserved about saying ‘You aren’t from up here, are you from London?’
    I could not imagine approaching a Northerner in the South and saying ‘You aren’t from round here…’

  • Daydreams of a Narcoleptic

    It all started with a text the other day to my colleague;

    ‘Mission: To deliver forms to the Jobcentre
    Mission Status: Successful
    Casualties: Two Jobcentre Security personnel
    Losses: Sanity’

    This account is for anyone who has ever wondered if they are sane and it is the rest of the world that is crazy. I am definitely questioning the possibility.
    The Jobcentre is a frightening place, it seems to be aimed at anyone so long as you aren’t actually seeking employment, the one discussed in the above text actually has five security guards on the door, each with their own desk, it makes me wonder how long it will take them to provide security with a few German Shepherds and perhaps some tazers to really invite the public in.

    I also recently text the following to my colleague:

    ‘I’ve had enough. I’m off to Tahiti to start a new life, a simple life swapping grass skirts for pieces of fruit. Are you coming with me?’

    Now I’ll admit that when I sent this I was thinking ‘sneak onto a shipping container’ whereas my colleague Rita was thinking ‘Club Class.’
    Conflicting ideas it seems.

    There are times over the past few weeks when I really have wanted to bang my head against the steering wheel of my car but I suppose that it is what it comes to when you work for the Ministry of Stupid Questions and Answers.
    There are times when I would rather tutor the Beverley Hillbillies than deal with some of the people that have attended our courses.
    I have stood convinced that Jeremy Beadle would run through the door and tell me that I was being set up for the amusement of the television viewing public but alas as yet this has not happened.

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