<b>My Nana and papa were telling me that Spain is suffering even worse than Britain at the momment. </b>
Benidorm is sufferng paricualrly (my uncle was over thier on holiday, he told them, so it is the truth). Apparently,,, because prices are so high, no one is going on holiday anymore. Benidorm used to employ over three thousand waiters. Now it only employs 1000. That leaves two thousand unemployed waiters.
According to my Nana and papa (who got the information from my uncle, who was in Bendorm for a week on holiday, who never exaigerates anything, unlike the uncle everyone else has who does exagirate.....) the 2000 unemployed waiters, are living in the streets of Benidorm in cardboard huts,,,, and it is £10 for a pint of lager.
My nana and papa, its mad when you go round there......
I love my nana and papa, but sometimes my nana repeats herself. She will ask me and my brother what we do for a job everytime we go round.
My brother will tell her, “I work as a gardener”. Both my Nana and my Papa understand this, they can talk about it, they smpathise with Jamie as he tells them about his bigotted boss, the cold weather, what he does for lunch.
Then, I tell them. I work as a web designer in an IT dept..... There is silence, they look at me, confused, and ask “what do you do??” I try to tell them about web sites, the internet, what my company does, selling information about how to obtain information to get contracts that are involved in maintaining information for the government,,,,, but as I am telling them I am thinking to myself,,,, what the fuck DO I actually do.....
My Nana, with a kind of confused yet knowing look usually ends the conversation with a very sincere,,,, “Thats nice, do you want a cup of tea son”.
Posted by struthy on 10/26 at 11:35 AM
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