pat8lanips: Lucky I was watching and didnt miss finding the good thing about England. Of course, it came as no surprise that the good thing was miserable pluracy-causing miserable cold weather. The second best thing must be eating a chip buty in Manchester in the rain waiting for the train.
Manchester is a depressing place , at the best of times.
pat8lanips: Lucky I was watching and didnt miss finding the good thing about England. Of course, it came as no surprise that the good thing was miserable pluracy-causing miserable cold weather. The second best thing must be eating a chip buty in Manchester in the rain waiting for the train.
I adore England, so much history and gorgeous landscapes to explore, unlike our cultural wasteland
No wonder so many talented people have fleed from here over the decades.
But it sounds so cheerful, at the start of Coronation street with that uplifting music. It sounds like the tuba player is on methodone and the trumpet guys been mucking round with grandmas sleeping pills.
pat8lanips: But it sounds so cheerful, at the start of Coronation street with that uplifting music. It sounds like the tuba player is on methodone and the trumpet guys been mucking round with grandmas sleeping pills.
Coronation street is not a true reflection of the people of Manchester .. In reality , they are much duller .
Cultural wasteland? I cant really go with that. I've only been to England half a dozen times, I quite liked visiting the Tait gallery. We certainly have the same kinds of places here, in the major cities. And there are a few surprisingly cultured places like Goulburn and Hobart. Often its whingeing expatrate Poms that use "cultural wasteland", or just tall poppy syndrome that nobody here has any talent.
pat8lanips: Cultural wasteland? I cant really go with that. I've only been to England half a dozen times, I quite liked visiting the Tait gallery. We certainly have the same kinds of places here, in the major cities. And there are a few surprisingly cultured places like Goulburn and Hobart. Often its whingeing expatrate Poms that use "cultural wasteland", or just tall poppy syndrome that nobody here has any talent.
Of course we have talent here but the arts are underfunded.
This is a young country, its artistic future is hopeful and lies in the hardworking hands of those who support it.
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Manchester is a depressing place , at the best of times.