The Times just published a little blurb about British men and their um…
deficiencies last month (19/7/09): British men are among the least romantic in the world.
Christopher and I have been dating for over a year now, and I can honestly say that dating him has been very exhilarating.
Our relationship is strong, and filled with lots of humour.
I must warn you that this post is very long as it contains both the article written by the Canadian woman that appeared in 'The Spectator' in the UK AND the response by another Brit who lived in New York for some time. I think that both articles are extremely funny as well as informative.
For centuries, discerning women from Barcelona to Bangor have complained of their freckled skin, sloped shoulders, fussy tummies and off-putting predilection for 'naughty' banalities in the bedroom.The study also found that British men mistakenly believe that buying sexy lingerie is the key to a woman’s heart, when what really want are little gestures and a cup of tea in bed. When I first went to England I was there purely to have fun, and enjoy my time with my lovely friend.Whether a sign of creeping cultural imperialism or just an excuse to get bladdered on Bud Light and eat undercooked hotdogs, I'm unsure.However, it's made me think about the differences between us and our pals across the pond.
Everyone seems to celebrate Independence Day, these days.