Lily in England Part Deux

This will be the obvious second installment of Lily in England. Too many observations, too much judging. One post simply cannot handle it all!


The thing that really bothered me the most about living in England was that I felt like I was cut off from the rest of the world. Movies would come out months later than in the states. I would find myself having to wait for films that I was desperate to see, meanwhile they were old news back home. Canterbury one had one theater and it only had 2 screens! What kind of 3rd world BS is that? Just not acceptable!

Futbol, “footy”, soccer, whatever you want to call it–it’s taking over England. I don’t get it. It’s just people kicking a ball around. But every night the pubs would be full of men watching, cheering, and passing out. Am I missing something? Speaking of drinking, it’s disturbing how much people drink there. At first I thought it was all fun and games, but seriously England, take a look at yourself. I don’t think anyone knows what alcoholism is there. It just doesn’t exist. People actually looked at me funny when I told them that someone I knew was an alcoholic. Every morning I would see puke and broken bottles on the cobblestone.

Pub culture is an important part of life. Once a week there would be a “pub quiz” which is just a string of trivia questions for groups of people that come to the pub. It’s costs money to play, and whichever team wins, wins all the money. It’s pretty fun, but I never won 😦

Dancing at the clubs was always an adventure. A lot of people didn’t make it as far as the clubs though–most ended up collapsed on the sidewalk. Baa Bars (one of Canterbury’s finest) was 3 levels. The bottom level would play alt-rock, the middle floor was rap and the third floor was what they would call “cheese”. I’ve come to understand that cheese is pop music, but I guess, only the cheesy songs? I mean, they played S Club 7 sooo my assumption is probably not far off.

I took this picture myself, actually. Just a normal night.

Style (Or lack thereof):

England had possibly some of the worst dressed people I have ever seen. I’m not a fashion goddess by any means, but come on people! Whoever said that London is 10 years ahead of the US in terms of fashion must have been taking crazy pills. I mostly hung around the cool, savvy chicks that went to my college, but there were a lot of people in Canters and London that seemed to not have the slightest clue how to dress. One scary trend that I noticed for guys was gelled up hair, and combed down bangs (or fringe). In what way is that cute?

I can't even.

Stores would close at 5pm every night. Except Thursday, when stores would stay open EXTRA LATE until 7pm. Like, is this some kind of sick joke? Night shopping is one of my favorite activities. Stores should always be open until at least 9pm!


Chavs chavs omg chavs. Chavs are the U.K.’s equivalent to what we would call wanksters. They’re usually wearing Adidas tracksuits, missing some teeth, smoking and drinking simultaneously, and pushing a stroller, or walking a Rottweiler.  They wear a lot of knockoffs, which unfortunately stopped me from sporting Burberry. It’s tragic, really. These people scare me a lot and would always come up and talk to me for some reason. They are definitely a colorful type of people.

Lady Sovereign is a perfect chav. Sporty Spice also is a good one. She should have been Chavvy Spice.


26 thoughts on “Lily in England Part Deux

  1. AgrippingLife says:

    Hahaha!!!! Love the caption on fringe boy. Yes, I’d say the drinking is out of hand. Maybe they’re depressed because the stores close at 5:00?

  2. Footy is the national sport ‘cos it’s great. Mind you I don’t really follow it so much now as I can’t be bothered.

    I agree with you about the fringers. There is just no need for it, they just look gay. And chavs can be scary. They make me want to set fire to entire blocks of council houses.

    Don’t diss pub culture though Lils. Don’t you dare. Most office workers go to the pub at lunch for a beer…!

    • I can overlook footy a little, but the fringers (I like that term!) and the chavs just cancel out everything awesome. I used to live by a lot of council houses…keepin it classy!
      I can’t believe pubs open at like, 9am! I’m just not used to it I guess. You guys certainly love brewskis!

  3. Pleeeaeaaaaaase come to Belgium, I want to know how you think about this sweetest country! Your view on things is just great. Football is such an European obsession :). Men are football here. Incredible.

    • Hahah! I’m sure I would love Belgium! It always looks beautiful in pictures! I also wouldn’t understand what people we’re saying, so I wouldn’t be able to make fun of that much! Maybe I should go on a special trip just so I can blog about it?!

  4. Pete Howorth says:

    I fucking hate chavs, I don’t know who the first chav was but I hope he’s now laying in a ditch somewhere, I’ve mentioned my hatred of him so many times on my own blog. These are the people we need to be sending into war and then never let them back!

    They’ve recently put alcohol prices up to reduce “binge drinking”. Getting shit faced at the end of the week isn’t binge drinking, it’s a night out. But you think it’s bad in Canterbury, go to Glasgow and see how they drink up their, I’m ‘Ard and even I wouldn’t mess with those psycho’s.

    • Wow, I didn’t realize how much chavs infuriated you. Although, I think most people in England feel the same way. I never heard anyone speak about chavs in a good light.

      Is Scotland worse than England? That’s crazy. I heard Glasgow was kind of a tough place, but I also heard it has a good music scene!

      • Pete Howorth says:

        The music scene is good when you’re not getting stabbed by a broken bottle. I’ve only been drinking up there once but they know how to drink they do.

        I love just standing out in the smoking area at clubs where I live and watching the drunk people try and fight with each other before the bouncers take them down haha

      • Yeah it’s crazy how people go around stabbing each other! I guess if you don’t have guns, stabbing is the next best thing? I don’t know what I would rather–be shot or stabbed? Maybe neither?

        Haha I know! The smoking areas were the best to watch all the action, yet still be safe. Hah

  5. Lily i agree with everything you say,we see a lot of TV about dunks etc in England and i would hate to live there or spens a holiday there.
    WE used to go to Blackpool, i would never go back.

    @ Pete, we spent hogmany in Glasgow and went to see the Rangers football game, we all had a brilliant time out on the town.

    • Hahah! Glad you know what I’m talking about! I love England, I really do, but some things are just so crazy there. I’m dying to go to Ireland though! Never had a chance to get over there!

  6. Would Da Ali G count as a Chav? I forgot all about Lady Sovereign. What a waste of human life.

    I wonder this about England, was it scary over there? It’s always weird when I go some place different because it’s either really scaring or I go back home think where I live is really scary. England almost seems too cartoony and the criminals I imagine are all Dickens characters.

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