clint van damme
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Not many cities in the UK have such a clear grid pattern either, it feels bit like New York in places.
Never thought of it like that before but youre right.
Not many cities in the UK have such a clear grid pattern either, it feels bit like New York in places.
Milton Keynes comes to mind, shitehole!Not many cities in the UK have such a clear grid pattern either, it feels bit like New York in places.
If you enjoyed the Lake District, you would LOVE Scotland!I have never been to Scotland either, the furthest north I have been to is the lake district
Except for the Scottish.If you enjoyed the Lake District, you would LOVE Scotland!
More Scotland pics...….
View attachment 10685 Me and the missus at Gretna Green
View attachment 10686 Salmon River in the Trossachs
View attachment 10687 Salmon river again
View attachment 10688 Waterfall in a valley
View attachment 10689 Fort William
View attachment 10690 Mcnab graveyard in Killin
View attachment 10691 The Falls of Dochart, Killin
View attachment 10692 Me looking for salmon!
View attachment 10693 Ferry from Oban to some islands or other!
View attachment 10694 Missus and her aunty in Oban
I think that's pretty much the same wherever you go. Everyone hates the English! Nothing new! :emoji_smile:Except for the Scottish.
As with most things, it depends where you go I suppose.
I know a lad who moved up to Aberdeen and got so much shit for being English and also a friend of my daughter's, who went to live in a very small town somewhere in Scotland and her mum said people were not nice at all to them because they were English.
Also, one of my wife's clients just moved down from Scotland to England and she says the English are much nicer than the Scots.
I'm sure in many, many places the Scots there are lovely though. I pretty much always find the Scots to be a friendly bunch.
Okay. If you insist…. Here's a couple we met and spent a day or two with in Perth. (I go on holiday to see sights and scenery, not to photograph complete strangers.)Very few interactions or photos of the people though, I see.
Nice last pic, but who's the younger woman with your missus there?More Scotland pics...….
View attachment 10685 Me and the missus at Gretna Green
View attachment 10686 Salmon River in the Trossachs
View attachment 10687 Salmon river again
View attachment 10688 Waterfall in a valley
View attachment 10689 Fort William
View attachment 10690 Mcnab graveyard in Killin
View attachment 10691 The Falls of Dochart, Killin
View attachment 10692 Me looking for salmon!
View attachment 10693 Ferry from Oban to some islands or other!
View attachment 10694 Missus and her aunty in Oban
Mrs. Wisdom's brother moved to Aberdeen and has made it home, so maybe it's who you areI know a lad who moved up to Aberdeen and got so much shit for being English and also a friend of my daughter's, who went to live in a very small town somewhere in Scotland and her mum said people were not nice at all to them because they were English.
Glasgow is the friendliest city I've been to in the UK I think.Except for the Scottish.
As with most things, it depends where you go I suppose.
I know a lad who moved up to Aberdeen and got so much shit for being English and also a friend of my daughter's, who went to live in a very small town somewhere in Scotland and her mum said people were not nice at all to them because they were English.
Also, one of my wife's clients just moved down from Scotland to England and she says the English are much nicer than the Scots.
I'm sure in many, many places the Scots there are lovely though. I pretty much always find the Scots to be a friendly bunch.
He was a lovely lad to be honest. Think the problem may have been that he went up there to supervise workers and maybe they didn't like a 'foreigner' muscling in.Mrs. Wisdom's brother moved to Aberdeen and has made it home, so maybe it's who you are
(as it happens, Aberdeen and east coast of Scotland is one area I haven't been mind you)
And as we're on Scotland pics...
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Strangely, when I went to Eire to trace family and look up old records we (me and 'er indoors), were treated with the 'cold shoulder' quite often. Eventually, one evening when we were in a bar in Cork, I had been ignored after asking for a Guinness and something for the missus, I lost my rag and eventually called the barman over and said to him "Listen mate, I may have an English accent but my missus is Polish/Lithuanian, and I'm here to see my Irish family here in Cork! Are you going to serve me?!" He just looked at me, smiled and apologised. "Bloody hell Sur!" he said, "I didn't know. What'll you be having, and it's on the house!" My English accent had allowed me to feel alienated in the country of my family, but I understood.