Wednesday, June 07, 2006

You can take the boy out of Britain…


*sigh*

My only consolation is that there is very little left in that description of Britishness that still holds true, at least among those who govern the UK. Which is why I left.

Not so sure about that “soppy romance novels” bit, tho’. Does The Girl count?

Take the test yourself here if you like…

6 comments:

johnnyboy said...

I did, and got a bloody error message at the end. Just like I suspected: I don't belong anywhere.

johnnyboy said...

BTW, are scones in the UK the same as what you'll get in the US ? And if so, what's the big fucking deal about them ? It's like chewing on a mouthful of flour, frankly.

Desargues said...

I took the test before, and it said I should be in these here United States, which pleased me to no end. It's true that I dig freedom and fried bacon, tho'. And muscle cars.

I can tell you're a lad, Ivan. The virtual, public musings of that single-track-minded lass are not what they call chick soppy novels (chick lit around 'ere). Couldn't find the 'romance' in them. But I guess romance is yet another dirty trick devised by the conniving Western male patriarchy (it was invented by the troubadours of the 12th century, in fact).

Sam, Problem-Child-Bride said...

My test errored out too. I'm fairly sure I belong in either Britain or America, though. I probably don't belong in Japan.

I know a man who left Britain purely because he couldn't stand the idea of monarchy or the fact of rain. Did you leave on idealogical grounds, Ivan?

Ivan the Terrible said...

JB - that's not so bad, really. It just means that you're a man of the world. Try looking thoughtful and mysterious to go with it.

And yes, that's pretty much the definition of scones.

Des, you'd make an excellent case except for the fact that The Girl is in fact a real girl. We can't subscribe to feminist analysis and devalue her viewpoint at the same time.

Likewise, as the whole point of medieval romance was that no-one ever actually got laid, I submit that those troubadours were getting their marching orders from the chatelaines, not the "patriarchal" knights.

Sam, I left on financial grounds - I needed somewhere where I could afford to raise four kids and still eat regularly. North Carolina is good for that, at least...

PI said...

That girl can get very boring about her c------s.
I hope,Ivan, you won't fall into the ex pat trap of only recalling the rubbishy things about UK.
Shall you be watching the World Cup - or whatever its called?