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Real Housewives of Potomac – What naughty girls!
Like most of the world, Britain has been on Covid-19 lockdown. It has been three weeks and two days. I am doing lots of writing, catching up on TV and conscious that I should do more exercise! As usual, my go-to programmes are Real Housewives and other frivolous entertainment. Thankfully, I am not alone. Nobody wants to watch, read or listen to violence or horror when Coronavirus is hammering each of our countries and devastating many lives. In the last four weeks, Britain has lost 12,000 people to the virus, and the financial havoc is slowly creating deep seismic rumbles that I pray will not become earthquakes in our lives. Right now, I am about to go into the next series of Real Housewives of Potomac.
6 Lessons I learnt from the Housewives of Cheshire
Housewives is scripted, surreal but hugely entertaining. It it has thrust me away from my bookish world to one where girls make an effort to look glam either through plastic surgery, Botox or heavy makeup. They also seem to dress up for every occasion, try to have a good time, and are not afraid to air their feelings of anger in public or on national TV.
Dundun – the Fried yam sold on and off the streets of Lagos- delicious!
When I watch food programs on Netflix like ‘Somebody Feed Phil’ or the late Anthony Bourdain marching through the streets of Asia and tasting all the delicious street foods, I am filled with envy and a strange kind nostalgia.
The Full English Breakfast…Yum Yum!
We call it the greasy fry ups, all-day breakfast and a host of other names. British hotels are famous for making it. Hotels in different countries serve it. In Britain builders and construction workers love it! Yes! It is eggs, sausages, baked beans, fried tomatoes, fried mushrooms, fried tomatoes, black pudding, and toast. The full English breakfast in all its processed glory! I do not eat black pudding. That is going too far, but I have begun a habit of eating these on Sundays. I happily gobble it up and have it for breakfast or brunch.
London Library
The library has history and a great book collection. I am in the middle of editing and writing so will not explore the books yet. It is a treat for when I put the ‘pen’ down on my work and finally hand it in to the publisher.
The Posh Boy – sorry you do not belong!
I noticed him because his clipped upper-class accent stood out in this deprived working-class environment awash with newly arrived immigrants, phone shops, beggars and people with haggard hard on anxious faces.