Urban legends are great for sending a chill up your spine at this time of year. We’re all familiar with Bloody Mary (delicious with some celery) and a phone call from beyond the grave (I wonder how much roaming charges are for the afterlife), but we are missing out on a whole world of spine-tingling, supposedly-true tales from around the world.
Urban legends are great for sending a chill up your spine at this time of year. We’re all familiar with Bloody Mary (delicious with some celery) and a phone call from beyond the grave (I wonder how much roaming charges are for the afterlife), but we are missing out on a whole world of spine-tingling, supposedly-true tales from around the world.
Another animal which I’ve always been fascinated by is the orca, otherwise known as the killer whale. These beautiful, intelligent animals hold a lot of secrets, starting with their name.
Grab a cup of tea and some fish and chips while we cover some of the most quintessentially British things we nicked from somewhere else.
I know we all moan about the weather here in the UK, but at least the temperature falls into the “vaguely acceptable” bracket most of the time. In Coober Pedy, South Australia, however, it can reach 45° C (in the shade!) in summer and in winter, it can fall below 0. Not OK.
I feel like the camel has a lot of beauty standards to live up to and I am a little worried about their self-esteem.
OK, so the chances a giant lizard a) exists and b) got trapped in this hole are pretty remote. But it’s a nice story, so shush.
It’s a well known adage that bigger is always better. While that may be true for most things, it’s certainly true when it comes to animals. You expect some animals to be big (I’m looking at you, elephants) but sometimes you’d be surprised just how big some animals can get.
I love beer. I recently marked out a route for an InterRail trip which was based almost entirely on regional beer. The lad in me says “Quality! Wonder if I can fit in a cheeky Nando’s…” The adult in me suggests I might have a problem.
Here in England, we don’t really have any particular coming-of-age ceremonies. I guess our equivalent would be the newly-legal 18-year-olds going out to “paint the town red”. Of course, if they run out of paint, they tend to just go out and get drunk, which is fine too. Some cultures however take coming-of-age very seriously, from taking intentional self-injury to jumping over cattle. (Yes, seriously). Let’s take a look-see.