post-Raya posting

The festive period came and went. I am still in transition. Not working for long periods of time make me all woozy and blonde. Posting a song’s lyrics would solve the new-posting-less state of my blog, but I don’t want to do that too much. So I’ll list things down instead (I'm probably doing that a lot now too.. kan?)

Why I miss England (in no particular order)

1. Jaffa cakes.
2. Roast beef and Yorkshire pudding Sunday lunches at the pub.
3. Strangers calling you love, darling, duck, dear and not sounding sleazy in the process.
4. I haven’t been practising my skill at controlling disgust at the sight of mushy peas.
5. Losing track of days (Hey, I was an undergrad.. it is well within the range of skills required from an undergrad)
6. Walkers cheese & onion crisps.
7. Newcastle city and coast.
8. The sight of Tyne bridge and Angel of the North from the train.
9. Paper wrapped fish and chips with seasoning salt and vinegar.
10. Scrambling away at the mere sight of postgrads. Hehehee..
11. Carboot sale and nonsense people sell there.
12. GNER trains. Train change at York.
13. Obsession with the weather.
14. Having scones with clotted cream and jam.
15. Pakistani-owned cornershops.
16. SPAR’s double chocolate chip cookies.
17. Stopping by the student union for every possible need/want.
18. British pool.
19. Rolling green hills.
20. Buying tulips during spring.
21. Bank holidays.
22. The ease of having a Switch card.
23. Enjoying the sun at public parks.
24. Growing tulips and daffodils and foxgolves in autumn.
25. Chips buttie.
26. Marvelling at how miniscule bedsits are.
27. AMAZING Christmas window displays.
28. Cobbled streets.
29. Eating cheese sandwich with crisps.
30. Kebabs.
31. People taking second third looks at you for looking “exotic” when you’re really one ordinary looking Malay.
32. Watching snooker on telly.
33. Breathing in crisp cold air when you first step out of the house.
34. Castles.
35. Covent Garden, Camden, Portobello markets.
36. London sights.
37. Getting amazed at the drones of people out to shop on Boxing day.
38. Super-friendly bus drivers.
39. Ploughman’s sandwich.
40. Watching teenage girls in Kappa trackie suits with gold jewellery pushing prams ala Vicky Pollard of Little Britain.
41. Pub grub.
42. The winter coat-muffler-skinny jumper-knee length skirt-knee high boots look.
43. Getting amazed at the amount of alcohol stocked up in the off license.
44. Getting amazed at the amount of alcohol bought from the off license.
45. Having custard with every possible type of dessert.
46. Jacket potatoes with cheese and sour cream and mushrooms (and whatever else you can think of and wish to put in it).
47. Seeing people start getting pissed at the Student Union as early at 11 a.m.
48. Being greeted with a “hiya” instead of “hi”.
49. Marks & Sparks’ 2 slice cheesecake pack and having its chocolate croissant for breakfast. OMG!! No wonder I was chunky.
50. Seeing old people in old style tweed jackets.
51. People having/making tea all the time.
52. Walking past the travel agent’s window and see packages being offered.
53. Beautiful falling snowflakes.
54. King prawn fried rice.
55. Bonfire Night.
56. Getting stunned by thick Geordie accent each time.
57. Lilt.
58. Muller’s yogurt.
59. Findus frozen lasagne.
60. Having a sandwich on a bench at Grey's monument and feeding chicken-resembling pigeons.
61. Boots!!

*sob*