Thursday, August 28, 2008

What I love about England....

10 things I love about England, amidst all the amalgamation of cultures in England, tarnishing what we call the Great British culture (not in order of preference, just a list!) (against what the press thinks about the things that make Britain great) :-

1) Alcopops!!
2) Haribo
3) Scones, crumpets, teacakes
4) Greyhound races
5) The BIG English Breakfast (I dont care if it shortens my lifespan, but its greasy, sinful and above all, BIG)
6) British farms - my newfound love when I went to the Stockton farm last weekend.
7) English countryside. I work in Cheshire, so we spend alot of our lunchhours by a drive to the Cheshire countryside. Quintessentially English.
8) Monty Python! Nothing beats the greatest humour in the world, the British humour
9) The accent! No, not the stupid Rochdale accent. I meant the Southern accent.
10) The history - minus Henry VIII - he's a git!

And to a certain extent, the people...and I meant the naturally British people, not chaplangs like me. hahaha.

Now, shall we not go to the things I hate about Britain bit. Lets keep this entry positive and optimistic.


And what the press things about what makes Britain tick:

http://www.independent.co.uk/news/uk/this-britain/notes-on-a-small-island-the-things-that-really-make-britain-great-910558.html

xx

Labels:

Friday, August 22, 2008

We are family...


.....I've got all my brothers and sisters with me.

Ah, the joys of karaoke when you are pissed to a point of no return. It was at Marc, Yikes and Trav's leaving do last night and boy I was so drunk I was left in shambles, stumbling around piccadilly station like a hooker off guard at 12 midnight, waiting for Nick to pick me up. I was so drunk but managed to still have my iPhone close to me. I cannot remember how many times I've crushed my head on the walls of the train and with the wobbly acceleration of the train, my head was travelling against time and I somehow managed to reach piccadilly in a piece. I was so sick a secuirty guard at piccadilly had to get me off the train and sat me on the floor next to Burger King and asked me if I was been attacked and things, and I was like no, I'm super drunk, I'm waiting for me bf to pick me up. All is not lost, friends. Don't be disappointed. My heart rose alight when I realised the iPhone detected WiFi in Piccadilly Station itself (not Starbucks, etc.) and I was surfing Facebook, legs sprawled open, gleeing in happiness, and I thought my hangover was cured (n0 burgers, tacky facial expressions of Nat, etc. ). By the time Nick got me I just passed out in the overheated car, and begged Nick to whip up an emergency midnight meal for me due to my alcohol level that surpassed all nutrition intake in a week. And SOME twat stole my sandwich. If you get pissed and want dinner, GO GET YOURSELF ONE AND DONT NIP IT OFF SOMEONE ELSE WITHOUT ASKING FOR MY FLIPPIN' PERMISSION. I was so annoyed, and I just told my mates that I lost my sandwich last night and they thought Nat's gf ate it. Funny how I entrusted her to look after my things and when I got back to my belongings with half of my sandwich serving gone, she even had the audacity to say that I may as well eat the other one then. I'm not angry really, just amused and bemused at the same time because I could have eaten at Barracuda, but didnt and relied on the sandwiches. Sandwiches from Boots somemore, ok? le sigh.
More pics on Facebook. x








Labels:

Friday, August 15, 2008

Honeymoon murder that has caused shockwaves here

I hate looking at British tabloids every morning, because the moment you pick up the paper and see the headlines, it is always something harrowingly depressing it always is a wrong start to the day. Everything is about deaths, or anti-social behaviour statistics, or the economic downturn! Monotonous and like I said, depressing. As though nothing else happens with the 60 million people in England.

An example of what shook the nation by storm very recently.

'Devastated' by doctor's killing

Tributes have been paid to a doctor who was shot and killed during her honeymoon in the Caribbean.

Dr Catherine Mullany, nee Bowen, died from her wounds after a suspected robbery at her hotel room went wrong on the last day of her break in Antigua.

Her husband Ben is in a critical condition after he was also shot.

Described as a "popular, talented and caring young doctor," she worked at Singleton Hospital in Swansea, where staff were said to be devastated.

A spokesman said the doctor had looked forward to her wedding and talked about it for months beforehand.

She had joined the former Swansea NHS Trust in August, 2003 and she had recently been working in the paediatric department at Singleton, which she joined in February.

Paul Williams, chief executive of ABM University NHS Trust said: "Staff at the trust are shocked and devastated by Catherine's tragic death.

"She was a popular, talented and caring young doctor with a wonderful career ahead of her.

"The circumstances of her death are particularly poignant as she was on her honeymoon when this awful shooting occurred.

"Our sincere condolences go out to her family, and we are all praying that her husband makes a full recovery."

'Devastated'

Paediatric consultant and clinical director Mike Cosgrove said Dr Mullany had been expected back from her honeymoon on Monday.

He said: "Instead we heard this terrible news. We are all completely devastated.

"She was an excellent doctor and a lovely person, and an extremely popular member of staff.

"She had so looked forward to her wedding; she had talked about it for months. Nobody can believe what has happened."

The chairman of the BMA's Welsh Council, Dr Tony Calland, said Dr Mullany trained at Imperial College School of Medicine in London and qualified in 2002.

Dr Calland added: "We were deeply saddened to learn of Dr Mullany's untimely death whilst on her honeymoon and we extend our deepest sympathy and condolences to her family, friends and colleagues who are left behind to grieve.

"We share in your sorrow, and our heartfelt thoughts are with you at this difficult time.

"To be killed whilst on honeymoon - at the start of married life - is appalling, shocking and tragic.

"To her husband we wish a speedy and complete recovery."

After returning from my holiday, and for the first time looking at British papers since I left for holidays:-

3rd August - Honeymoon groom dies in hospital

A husband has died in hospital, a week after he and his wife were shot while on honeymoon in the Caribbean.

A spokesman for the hospital in Swansea said following brain stem testing Ben Mullany "has now passed away".

His wife Catherine, 31, was killed at their rented holiday cottage in Antigua during an attempted robbery.

Mr Mullany, 31, from Pontardawe, was flown home in a critical condition early on Saturday. Mrs Mullany's body was also returned to the UK separately.

A spokesman for Abertawe Bro Morgannwg University NHS Trust added: "The thoughts of all the staff who were involved in Ben's care are with his family at this very sad time.

"We would now ask the media to respect his family's wishes, and allow them privacy to grieve for Ben."

Mr Mullany, who had been studying to be a physiotherapist, had been transferred to Morriston Hospital in Swansea, where his late doctor wife had trained.

On Sunday, prayers were said at services in the couple's home town.

At the Tabernacle Chapel in Pontardawe, the Reverend Gareth Morgan Jones paid a eulogy to Catherine, who he had known since she was at school.
___________________________________

My moral of the story is DO NOT GO TO THE CARIBBEAN AND FLAUNT YOUR STATUS QUO IN THE UK COS YOU WILL BE TARGETED. The Home Office has already released numerous warnings for British (WHITE!) tourists to not flaunt their status quo and be cautious when they are in the Caribbean (murder region of the world). As heavenly as it may seem, peace and solitude is never guaranteed there! I'm sure they paid up to £330/night for their hotel and guess what the security level is at? To the extend that ANYONE who wants to access your room will have spare keys at reception without proof od ID. So, there you go! I feel really sorry and was saddened that both had to die that way, but there's so much sympathy I could have for not putting safety before relaxation, especially during your honeymoon, where you could not care more.

Labels: