I hate that cyclist’s cycle on footpaths and seem to have right of way.
They are soo polite here; their mobile phones have “polite mode” which means “silent mode” elsewhere.
Constantly seem to be painfully hungry. I LOVE sushi but hate junk sushi!
Japanese toothpaste doesn’t have enough fluoride in it and it tastes awful.
Bowing to everyone two or three times quite easily becomes a habitual norm (for me anyway). I hope I don’t get twatted when I return to London.
So can’t be bothered to say thank you after every sentence.
Wonder what would happen if I pretended I had tourette’s on the tube?
I’d so love to let rip a fog-hornesque burp while walking down the street.
Why are there so many people carrying bows and arrows?
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