England… It Sucks More Than a Thai Hooker
I’ve been back here two days and I’ve already cried 78 times. Although that may be a slight exaggeration it is however an accurate representation of how I feel. You would be surprised actually – granted I do hate everything here apart from the countries rich history and the fact that speaking in an English accent in the US immediately makes me cool to 90% of the population. Thanks guys. Yet there is one thing that’s getting me down right now? No its not the cost of petrol (gas), or the economic climate… or even the political… oh whatever there are loads of reasons. But the main thing which is driving me into an irate rage which I then take out on the elderly is… the weather. License to complain accomplished!
Yes the weather. Its cold. Its wet. Its windy. Enough said. In the next 10 day forecast there isn’t a single dry day predicted. That’s DRY, never mind warm or sunny day… dry is what I have come to settle with. A dry, English, overcast day. But I doubt my prayers will be answered – maybe I should start praying to a God instead of the Marshmallow man, but that’s a different story.












