An Aussie amongst the English

Blog time. 

My week so far, starting from Saturday.

Saturday- served tea and coffee at a parent luncheon. 

So what are the parents like..... 

I wait at the gate every mor
ning as they pull up in their range rovers with customised number plates, slick silver porsches and I can't forget the BMW's all the while trying my best to keep my jaw from dropping and my eyes from popping out of my head. Yeah I start to loose my cool a little bit as they jump out in their Gucci and Prada OH I can't believe I almost forgot the Christian Louboutin leather boots.....

And there I am rocking my Kathmandu jacket, $2 cotton on scarf and $16 boots I got on sale online. 

Never made and served tea and coffee so well in my life. It was do or die. 

By about half one (one thirty in Aussie language) we were free to begin our rowdy weekend HAHAHA. naaaaaaaht. It went like this..... Did the dishes,  did my washing, changed my sheets, skyped my family, ate a whole tub of Ben and Jerry's (instantly regretted it), watched some tv, THEN,  I decided it was about time to venture beyond the walls of my three storey flat and experience a real English pub. 

What happened....

Well basically the best we got was a sports bar. Completely English!! Football playing on the big screen, drunken lads singing along to Wonderwall, more lads downing some quality pints, while we made two new friends who also turned out to be stereotypically English. 

One- moved to England from Africa at age 16 by himself to play football professionally, almost ten years later, he fractured his knee = end of career. Now has a flash job helping to organize the Olympic Games.

Two- a farmer, enjoys walking his dog through the forest in his wellies, digging potatoes and god knows what else. 

They were both 40. We got out of there very quickly after they shouted us two drinks each. 

So that was Saturday night, we walked home at about ten (I know, poor effort but we are easing ourselves into it) because I was drunk off two ciders......

Alcohol tolerance building is necessary.

Sunday- went for an explore around the harbour, got lost, spent an hour wandering around the docks relishing the smell of dead fish and salt water..... Were relieved when we found ourselves back on track. Hellooooooo PRIMARK every broke girls clothing dream. Everything that you could ever want/need you can find. Had my first English coffee. It was shit. Ok it wasn't that bad but it wasn't that great either.  The serving sizes here are huuuuuuge, so it was enough to get me home with an extra spring in my step. 

Spent the rest of the afternoon preparing myself for the return to work. 

Monday/Tuesday/Wednesday- schoooooooooooool. 

Every day I find myself giggling at something one of the students has said or done or asked. 

I'm starting to remember more and more names in the hope that when they arrive of a morning and greet me with 'Good-morning Miss Cragg' I can reply using their names every time! 

My first Australia Day away from home.....

I have a plan. 

Two of my housemates will be elsewhere so it will just be me and my gorgeous New Zealand roomie left to celebrate my Australian heritage.

Burgers and Pav.

Australian flag will be hung in the dining room and although the triple J hottest 100 will not be played in our little English home I'm sure I will find some equally Australian alternatives. 

Expect a full run down of the days festivities in my next update......

Xxxxxx