Doing Things the English Way!

Hi all,

Right now writing is my therapy. It helps to heal my soul and my emotions. In this respect I am lucky because I have this outlet and it is a constructive one.

I am going to Oxford tomorrow to see about re-locating there. However I did get reminded that I still live in Britain when I tried to book my fare for the coach.

First I tried on the Internet: it accepted all my credit card details and then told me the e-ticket option was not available for that fare! So then I rang the company and after being told three different conflicting fares for the same journey I finally got it sorted out. I also got a concession because I am disabled.

My advice if you are visiting this country is make sure you know about concessions because you sure as hell won’t be told about it by any tourist staff!

The Aussies say the English (Pommies) whinge. After they have lived here a bit guess what? – they do to.

This reminds me of a friend who went to a restaurant in London and got very bad service. He refused to pay the 12% “gratuity,” (also colloquially called “service”), that was automatically added to the bill. When he left the restaurant the waiter came running after him saying “Sir, sir there was no service”. To which my friend very straight faced replied “So I noticed!”

You’ve got to laugh because if you didn’t you would cry.

Blessed be

KK