It’s been 18 months since I fully moved to the UK. Combined with my internship a few years ago, it’s been two full years which I have spent on the island. My love for all things British has been growing for a good ten to twelve years, though, and I feel like I’ve adopted a few habits way before I packed two suitcases and moved to London.
The colour of my tea.
When I first moved to London and started working in an office, the most dreaded thing was the tea round. How on earth would I get everyone’s tea preferences right? I hadn’t worked mine out but I understood the importance of them nonetheless. Now I am just as fussy about it. Please don’t make it too milky, I don’t take sugar (unless I particularly ask for it) and could you not put milk in first, please. I have also said the sentence ‘I am going to temporarily solve this problem’ in a tricky situation and have proceeded to put the kettle on. No shame.
Talking about the weather.
It’s not even a small talk habit anymore. I don’t use it as an awkward topic to make conversation with someone, I just genuinely like talking about the weather. Is it too hot? Is it too cold? The sentence “I think the weather’s supposed to be [insert appropriate adjective here] [adverbial of time]” is probably my most spoken in the past year and a half. I can’t help it. It’s fun.
I apologise to everyone for everything. If you stand in my way, I will say ‘sorry’ for trying to squeeze past you. If you run into me in the streets because you didn’t look properly, I will say ‘sorry’. If you ask me if I’m in the queue, I will say ‘Oh yes, sorry’. It just seems like the most appropriate response, always.
Having a favourite supermarket.
Ok, the base principle of this isn’t typically British, but boy, do the Brits take it to the next level. I’ve had proper debates with people about which supermarkets are acceptable to go to and which to stay away from if you don’t want to lose friends. Personally, my heart will always belong to Asda but I do love a good Waitrose splurge. Sainsbury’s pretty good, too, but I never find anything in M&S that I like, ever. In any of the isles.
Oh, I do love living in the UK.
’til next time x