You know you're a Londoner when...

It's only been 15 months but my word I'm far too adjusted!


Situation #1:
The sun is shining, it's glorious-looking weather. It's 28 degrees and not a cloud in the sky! You're drinking Pimms in a beer garden with your friends after work. You're wearing sunnies at 10pm!


Reality: It lasts for one week. That was English summer, and I seem willing to accept it and wait 51 more weeks for a repeat performance!


Situation #2:
Haytch..
...as in H(aytch)&M
...as in A,B,C,D,E,F,G,Haytch...


I've started saying it without noticing.


Situation #3:
I'm just grateful when it doesn't rain.


Situation #4:
I've taken to brown sauce like a fat kid to cupcakes.


Situation #5:
I call it brown sauce (?)


Situation #6:
I'm content with taking day trips to the sea. DAY trips! And not because I want to spend THE DAY at the beach...but because it takes A DAY to get there!


Situation #7:
I get mild withdrawal symptoms if I miss the weekly after-work trip to the pub!


(Not so much a situation as a real medical condition)...


Situation #8:
I start all conversations off talking about the weather.


Example A: "Great weather we're having today - typical London summer's day!"
Example B: "Awful weather we're having today - typical London summer's day!"


I actually fear that I am not capable of starting a conversation without weather chat...


Situation #9:
A typical night out ends with a kebab or a curry... (why not eat a 3 course Indian meal at 3am?). Most bits of "The Kebab" which turn up floating around my handbag the next morning as the only reminder of its existence!


And lastly, the most grating of all...


Situation #10:
Crisps. They are now longer chips but crisps. Urg.


Mildly annoying situations at the least, but I feel like it's stripping away at my roots without me noticing. At least I still have biltong, and boerewors, and simba chips, and creme soda...even if I have to live in London!