Culture Shock

I’m on the phone to the new letting agents, making sure everything is in order for the move next week.

Me: ‘Oh, and we’ll probably be arriving quite late, can you drop the keys off at the B&B so we can be there first thing in the morning?’

Letting Agent: ‘Oh don’t worry about that, where you are, it will be fine if I just leave them under a stone at the house.’*

This is NOT London. And there will be other cultural differences, I know. My mother was quite anxious to remind me that if I bump into someone I know at the supermarket, I have to stop and chat to them. Plus there’s the whole waving to other drivers thing, and – the one that I will find strangest of all – the fact that your postman comes in and has a chat while delivering the letters instead of stuffing your post and half your neighbours’ through your letter box and then scarpering with your Amazon orders.

* Other half (when I report this exchange to him): just make sure she tells us which stone

11 Responses to Culture Shock

  1. Dom says:

    You mean you’re actually going to have to… [*shudder*] talk to people? I think I’ve lived in London for too long, I couldn’t do that 🙂

  2. Suburban Mum says:

    I’ve noticed that here in Manchester – everyone wants to stop and talk to you. I’ve been here a year and I’m sure they all still think I’m an aloof Londoner because I still find it so strange.

    And even here in suburban Manchester, everyone leaves their doors unlocked. Um.. except me, obviously – in case there are any Mancunian opportunist burglars lurking on your site. Yes.

  3. Haha! I’m going to love this blog so much, Commuter. Other half is clearly a pro asking which stone!

  4. huttonian says:

    Welcome to the sticks. No mains gas; no cable TV; no buses; no trains; no shops; scarce pubs-but BURNS galore. Get out your Burns reciter, memorise wee sleekit timorous Beestie. Absorb the alien local culture and rejoice that most of your neighbours will be English but out of sight.

    And its a 12 mile round trip for the Grudien

  5. cafecortado says:

    I remember being sent to work in Glasgow a few years ago (I stayed there a year in tital). I was definitely a little apprehensive – in the event I had the time of my life. Good luck in your move. I’m sure you’ll make lots of new friends. The only downside I remember from Glasgow was it rained a lot.
    (hope I’ve got this right – you ARE moving to Scotland from London?)

  6. disgruntled says:

    Dom – yes, scary isn’t it?
    Suburban Mum – I’ve been known to leave our door unlocked here too although *cough* never recently. And certainly never deliberately
    AMP – here’s hoping
    Huttonian – I notice our local buses all leave from the Burns statue. So at least we know there will only be one…
    cafecortado – yes, Scotland, but rather less urban than Glasgow.

  7. nikkipolani says:

    I was thinking the same thing as “other half” – I hope you don’t have a lot of stones at your new place!

  8. sharon says:

    Talking to people? Considerate drivers? It really is a different world…

  9. disgruntled says:

    nikki – it’s a gravel drive, so that could have been a long morning

    Sharon – so it would seem

  10. It’ll be under the curling stone.

    All Scot’s countryside houses have a curling stone just to the side of the front door. I think it’s in case the weather turns inclement and they need to channel the cleaning energy into a spot of sports.

  11. disgruntled says:

    Only the Scots could invent a sport that’s ninety percent cleaning…

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