Over the past two years I have noticed some significant differences in my life since moving to the big city and experiencing all its everyday eccentricities.
’s most common mode
of transport. Many mornings you may be forced to nuzzle uncomfortably under Joe
Bloggs armpit as you rattle through the city’s tube tunnels. You can only hope
whichever individual’s personal space you are sharing is that of one who looks
after themselves and holds personal hygiene as a basic human requirement. London
You abide by escalator etiquette at all times or willingly succumb to abuse.
I found this out the hard way.
There are no flashing signs of warning about this unwritten rule but breaking it can often result in torrents of aggression and chaos. It seemed to all travelling on an escalator up from London’s tube one day, that a lady was well within her rights to scream profanities into my ear, as I had made the immortal mistake of travelling on the left side.
This mistake can not only cost you and your ear drums dearly but it seems you could even perhaps be responsible for slowing down
itself. By standing on the incorrect
side you are stopping the free flow path on the escalator, therefore halving
the amount of people getting to where they want to go, therefore causing a
massive dent in the productivity of a days work in London for all those people whose commute you
added an extra 2minutes. Do you want that? Take it from me and my throbbing ear
drum…the answer is no. London
You relish all things artisan.
The word artisan is one which is battered around quite often in
. “Artisan cupcakes, artisan clothing,
artisan dogs”. Eg. “Oh my god I found thee most amazing Artisan bistrot just
off London Brick Lane
the other day”. A lot of people in
don’t seem to fully understand or know what artisan means but it conjures all
sorts of excitement and immediately creates an air of superiority. Everywhere
you go something will be advertised as artisan and the rule usually is that you
must never question how or why it deserved such a specific title but rather
immediately rush and buy, wear, or pet it affectionately. London
You feel the need to grow a beard.
“The London Look”- not just a Rimmel catchphrase but a genuine state of being. There is a
look in fact and
it in no way resembles that of Kate Moss. The London London
look can usually be spotted around East London
near Brick Lane
and Shoreditch, where the trendier of city folk tend to dwell. This look
predominantly involves vintage clothing, meaning anything your granny or
grandfather now use to line the dog basket. An over-sized moth-eaten woolly
jumper, a scarf that trails two miles behind you, a pair of Deirdre Barlow
inspired thick-lensed glasses, and a t-shirt that says something endearingly
silly or ironic. However every great look needs accessories and the ones that
usually accompany it are a long scruffy beard and an old well-used bicycle. If
you manage to pull all the above off you are officially cool in . However trying
this at home in London
may lead people to assume that you are some sort of fisherman who has been
forced to borrow his granny’s old High Nelly after receiving his quota of penalty
There is a lack of normal sandwiches.
Gone are the days of ham, cheese or tuna fillings in your sandwich of choice, you are much more likely to find yourself munching on something with humus, halloumi or grilled goats cheese nestled between two artisan slices. In fact finding what might be classed as a “normal” sandwich in
can prove to be far beyond difficult
and asking for it conjures feeling of sympathy in the vendor. Avoid awkward
situations, order that exotic sandwich and try your best to enjoy it. London