One of Linda’s Swedish friends complains that all Norwegians are anglophiles. Well, we’re not. Or at least, all other Norwegians are not anglophile enough to please me. If we were, surely getting hold of any of these products would not be difficult, not to say impossible:
English Cider (ok, you can actually get it now, selected brands, selected places, but still)
PG Tips tea – Meny used to carry it, but they’ve stopped for some unfathomable reason
Skittles
Salt & Vinegar crisps
Cadbury’s Creme Eggs
Cadbury’s Eggs (the ones in the yellow bags)
Fairy Apple Blossom washing up liquid
Chicken and ham pie
And I’m sure there’s more. Anyhow, what I wanted to say was that apparently the Dutch are more anglophile than us. Which gives me yet another reason to look forward to Jane’s visit – I will be able to tick off some of the items on that list, and may be able to survive until I next cross the Channel or whatever it is we cross to get to Britain. Which, according to plan, should be end of June.
Voice in my head: Ainsley Henderson – Don’t Get Me Wrong (Oh joy! He was not voted off! I was sure he would be, it would be just my luck.)