“Gut with fut”
November 23, 2008
We’re back from our short holiday in the Lake District. Cumbria was a welcoming change to the gales and the rain of late. The cottage we rented was as close to the beach as you could possibly get. And the beach was truly wonderful: during low tide it was maybe a kilometer wide. It was dog friendly and Jingles had a great time running around and playing with other dogs.
We had good weather all week: sunny, fresh, dry, all in all very pleasant. Besides daily walks on the beach, we did a couple of long walks in the Cumbrian country side which is less rugged than Skye’s and is scattered with lovely little villages.
Besides the difference in country side we also noted a difference in accent and sometimes found the Cumbrians quite difficult to understand. While Claire did a little shopping for dinner, I was waiting outside with Jingles. A man walked up to the shop entrance, nodded and said to me “Eh is eh rue zee ozz frem nozzam rotzzam, innit?”. For a second I was tempted to say “Excuse me?” but I just nodded and said “Yes, it is.”, which was enough to avoid further challenges. That evening, triggered by my very brief conversation and the slogan used in the commercials of the Cooperative (”Good with food”), we concluded that the enormous array of accents in the UK is still a major challenge.
Another amazing discovery we did is that on one of our walks we tried to park our car by the side of the road only to find that you had to pay for parking. And not just a symbolic payment but no less than £3.50 for 2 hours! That rate would not look bad in downtown Amsterdam. An outrage, compared to Skye!


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