Sunday 5th September
Thanks for the heads-up Lana - I get it. But the rambling would have been what it was in any event so this thread may continue with some more meandering unless I keep the UK journal via my notes - I don't really care being on holiday and all.
Obtained some interesting perspectives on England from a few Seffrican/Zimbabwean imports last night - people who've been here for between 2 - 15 years and it's an immutable truism that people's impressions are shaped by their personal circumstances regardless of the country they're in or the customs into which they're immersed.
The short-termer whose circumstances were much harder than the others I spoke to, had a far more critical view of the place than those who "had it better" both personally and financially. And as my fantastically psychotic sister-in-law observed so sagely: anyone who is stressing financially will find it hard to enjoy life no matter where they are.
And that is so true.
My own impressions (after 2 days!) - too early to tell and I haven't really had any interaction with the locals other than people in shops and cafes etc. and, just like in South Africa, I find that people respond to me depending upon my own mood and approach - in other words, they've been absolutely great.
And the stuttering light of morning has dawned into the more familiar drizzly grey weather of Beatles' I Am The Walrus reflection:
Sitting in an English garden waiting for the sun
If the sun don't come
You get a tan from standing in the English rain
I am the eggman, they are the eggmen
I am the walrus,
goo goo goo joob
goo goo goo joob
And on that profound pearl of wisdom - goo goo goo joob, folks
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