The secret war between city dwellers and suburban dwellers

[DanaC]

I don't think our suburbs are the same as yours. They just aren't that far from the towns they surround.

[Sundae]

Originally Posted by DanaC

I don't think our suburbs are the same as yours. They just aren't that far from the towns they surround.

And they seem to have more facilities locally. I can't think of any town where it's more than a mile to the local convenience store - or somewhere that sells foil anyway.

Then again, we live on a smaller scale - I suppose if you take London as the city and the rest of the country as the suburbs then you might just see the war. Much of the country north of the Watford Gap has hostile feelings towards London. I only learned this when I moved to Leicester - previously I thought everyone was rather proud of our capital city. Turns out some people have never visited, never want to, resent the fact that tourists think it's the only city in England, that it gets the biggest news coverage, the most funding, the most attention blah blah blah.

After a while I could see their point (the coverage of the London mayoral elections just doesn't seem as relevant once you get to Barnsley) but I'm still a transplanted Londoner, so I've never been able to feel it properly.

I don't begrudge anyone their living circumstances. There are positives and negatives in any situation, and those living there weigh them up according to their priorities.

Just so long as people visiting the cities at the same time as me obey the laws. The law of the land (natch) and Cherry's Law of Perpetual Motion aka Don't Get In My Way. Sorry, but if you step out of a shop doorway and stop, deciding to have your conversation about where you are going next right in front of me, that is a declaration of war. I might glare. Or purse my lips. And if I consider you a repeat offender I might even tut! Deal with it.

[Shawnee123]

Originally Posted by Sundae Girl

~snip~ Sorry, but if you step out of a shop doorway and stop, deciding to have your conversation about where you are going next right in front of me, that is a declaration of war. I might glare. Or purse my lips. And if I consider you a repeat offender I might even tut! Deal with it.

Hahaha...I say "scuse me." They are not worth the effort of a full-blown well-enunciated "Excuse me please." :p