You wouldn't think I am almost 50.
Chris has just given me a lecture on the perils of the " big city"
And Nuala has just checked if I understand about tube tickets
Do I look like a bloody country mouse so much nowadays?
answers on a postcard please"..."
Don't speak to strangers!
ReplyDeletewe recently had (and I don't use that word lightly) to attend a wedding in London and the mother-of-the-bride phoned to check what we were wearing!
ReplyDeleteHicks-from-the-sticks indeed!
(situation was not helped when my husband unbuttoned his suit jacket to reveal his trousers were belted with baler twine)
It is mean on the streets out there - given I brave it out every work day if you do get stuck unable to operate anything please do call... ;-)
ReplyDeleteSeeing as Steve said what my first comment would have been, I'll say don't drink the water. LOL. Let us know how your trip goes. Be safe John and return home soon! Jo
ReplyDeleteI love London. You'll be fine! If you want to blend in, don't talk to anyone on the tube, and dress in black. Or you could do what we did, and dress in bright colours and talk to everyone who looks nice. We had great fun!
ReplyDeleteThey are just looking out for you. Have a wonderful time with Nula.
ReplyDeleteWatch out for pickpockets !
Make sure you have clean underwear on (for a change haha) and don't accept any sweeties from strangers.
ReplyDeleteChris beat me to it ....don't forget to wear clean underwear in case you get knocked over and end up in hospital.
ReplyDeletetry to avoid saying either "Ooh- Ah" or "Ee by gum".
ReplyDeleteAnd don't talk to strange men when you are in London! Oh, I forgot - you like Matt Cardle!
ReplyDeleteI suppose - if all else fails - you could write your destination on a bit of cardboard and hang it around your neck?
ReplyDeleteAnd remember; if anyone asks if you can help with some kittens he's just found in the bushes... it won't mean the same as if asked by someone back home in Trelawnyd.
ReplyDeleteTake half the clothes and twice the money!!
ReplyDeleteAnd wash yer neck!
ReplyDeleteHave a lovely time and wear clean underwear ;)
ReplyDeleteJust have a lovely time, John.
ReplyDeleteand stand on the right side of the escalator and step off quickly.
Enjoy your time with Nuala, we'll be waiting to hear all about it :)
ReplyDelete~Jo
"Hey, let's be careful out there."
ReplyDeleteWatch out John, Londoners are right bastards. I know, being one. We have a little game we play call "Stitch up the bumpkin". The rules are ... well, you'll find out the rules soon enough!
ReplyDeleteYou must go the show in the Big Top at Oxford Circus. Oh sorry, I thought for a moment I was talking to an American!
I don't know what the fuss is about. After all - it's not like you're going to Cardiff!
ReplyDeleteDon't hang your camera around your neck and never pull out a new A to Z looking confused.
ReplyDeleteYou'll be Ok...you're not as green as you're cabbage looking!
ReplyDeleteJane x
So long as you put on clean underpants and went to the loo before you left, you'll be fine....probably
ReplyDeleteThey just want you to be safe.
ReplyDeleteawwwwww....they just love you John ;-)
ReplyDelete...and make sure you call Chris to let him know you got there safely
ReplyDeleteWell, lets not forget, we *are* talking about the person who, only a few days ago, ventured outside in a sleepy welsh village and two hours later came home wearing only one shoe and covered in pig shit.....
ReplyDeleteAvoid strangers bearing chickens...
ReplyDeleteSpeaking as one who tried to stuff an Oyster card into the ticket slot at the tube station....
ReplyDeleteWell shoot everyone has already said the fun stuff LOL
ReplyDeletePlease call me when you get there.
ReplyDeleteNot a "bloody country mouse" but perhaps a "SKINNY" country mouse!
ReplyDelete;-)
Have fun!
From the title I thought this post was going to be a tear jerker!
ReplyDeleteHave a good time, I hope you've got rid of the pig aroma before you go.
Yes, and I hope you understand them new-fangled "zebra crossings". You have to stand in the middle of them to hail a taxi.
ReplyDeleteThey were invented by the supermodel Belisha Beacon btw....
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ReplyDeleteHaha. Yes. They care about you and it has been a while. ;-)
ReplyDeleteGive me 2 tinks on the phone when you get there. xxx
ReplyDeleteAnd from the movie, Elf:
ReplyDeleteIf you see gum on the streets, leave it there. It's not free candy.
x
megan
Good luck on your visit to the city!
ReplyDeleteIt should make you feel reeeeally good to realize how many people care about you. That being said, pin your name and address on your jacket, don't get into cars with strange men offering candy, and don't forget a clean change of undies. have fun!
ReplyDeleteMake sure you pack a change of underwear and wear a clean set underneath - You never now when you are likely to be hit by a No.9 bus and end up in some emergency ward!
ReplyDeleteBoy, was I glad to have teenagers who could a) read the ticket screens in the Underground, and b) operate the computer to buy our tickets! I suspect the Town Mouse in you will surface at the first whiff of City.
ReplyDeleteRather you than me John, turn me round twice and I'm lost - I haven't got a clue.
ReplyDeleteKaren