Category manchester life
This is something I noticed a few years ago but has been niggling the back of my mind since I returned in October. How do I describe it? I noticed that no matter where I am in the country, at NHS clinics, at train stations, on roads, at airports, on transport, at the post office, all the information on the signs looks really similar. I don’t mean what’s written, but the font itself.
A couple weeks ago I jokingly wrote that the whole reason shower boilers exist here is because English boilers and pumps and water tanks break so often that letting agents have a liiiiittle more leeway in fixing all that stuff if you at least have hot water in your shower.
Again, when I wrote that I was joking. But now? Not joking any more.
Sometime in late November I noticed a change in the air here in Manchester. Or, not so much in the air, but right in the middle of the pedestrian areas in the city centre.
In my mind, the best vlogs are really just well-edited videos about really boring stuff, and you just can’t take yourself too seriously if you want to make them enjoyable. Did I accomplish that? Well…
If you haven’t been living under a rock for your entire life, you’ve probably heard of the stereotype that it rains a lot in England. While I can confirm to you culturally astute people that this is definitely true, I’m not just talking about the amount of sunny days, although there definitely is a lack of those. I’m talking about the lack of hours in which the sun is actually above the horizon.