Friday, June 06, 2014

Polite Notice

All of the politeness here is driving me nuts.  Everywhere I go there are signs declaring polite this or polite that.  Even the GPS gives a "please" before demanding you make a particular turn.  Now I am longing to get back to the land of the rude.

The following pictures include some polite geese, polite rowers, and a polite Thames river flowing through the town of Reading.


Delirious said...

I could never do your polar bear swims, but I could really go in for some of that rowing!
You have all the fun...

Looney said...

Ah, yes, the fun of the Polar Bear Swims.

I am envying you being in China with all the good food. The UK has good things to eat, but they are quite pricey.

Rummuser said...

What are you doing in that pseudo place where you are politely told that it is not pronounced like in reading a book but like in red ink? You want rude. you come to my glorious land.

Ursula said...

Dear Looney, what can I say? When I first arrived in England manners were a bloody minefield. And I am damn well brought up. But, clearly, some manners don't translate from one country to another, even if not that far away.

The frequency of 'please' and 'thank you' and "sorry" is, frankly, ridiculous, inflatory. Eventually you wonder why people are constantly apologizing for their existence till you learn that, a lot of the time, they are not sincere just "polite".

My first culture shock when visiting my future parents-in-law (as it happens just round the corner from Reading) for the weekend. In the morning I showered. As one does. Their son, my boyfriend, told me in no uncertain terms that I should have asked whether it was ok to have a shower. Ok to have a shower? Blow me down with a feather. I thought it was part of basic hygiene thus possibly included in any hospitality. After that I inquired whether it'd be preferable to behead an egg or gently tap it and peel with one's fingertips. To be fair: I took great delight that dipping soldiers into your boiled egg (a custom I had not been aware of) is positively encouraged in England. Unthinkable where I come from.

Still, Looney, you managed to capture some of England's tranquility in your photos. Till you get to the M25.If the English weren't so polite (by default) there'd be murder among the mayhem of that most infamous of motorways.

Hope you arrived back safely in the land of the rude.

I really do wish you a "nice day", Looney. But since all cashiers churn out the phrase on autopilot it's somewhat lost its currency.

Sincerely yours,

Looney said...

@Rummuser, yes, that is on my list of places to go!

Looney said...

@Ursula, thanks for the polite comment!

I do hope to get back there with a little more free time.

Max Coutinho said...

Hi Looney,

lol you can't wait to get back to the land of the rude? lol lol I know where you are coming from as I felt the same when I moved to France, many moons ago. Everybody was so polite there and so nice (that I realised that I had been raised in a bloody jungle, i.e. Portugal).

Loved the pics though, so politely beautiful :)