Hitting home.

I posted last week about my home here in Blighty, but I just discovered some of Facebook's golden nougats on the subject of my hometown, York, which my local followers will surely appreciate...

You know you're in York when...

1) you meet up at the fountain.
2) you know the name of all the "bars" (Walmgate Bar, Micklegate Bar, etc. Not the drinking places).
3) you pass the Minster every weekend but have never been in it.
4) you promise yourself you'll go on a ghostwalk but probably never will.
5) you wonder how many foreign people's photos you're in.
6) you know what a "snickelway" is.
7) you've got pissed on the moor or knavesmire at least once.
8) you start getting pissed off with people in walking boots and wearing backpacks, because you know they're FUCKING tourists.
9) you act pissed off when a tourist asks you for directions (but you secretly love it).
10) you know you shouldn't, but always find yourself eating at Jumbo's.
11) you know Plaggy Terry and/or have a photo with him.
12) you've seen "Janice Church" written somewhere... (who is she?).
13) you know the only decent cinema is a thirty minute buss ride away.
14) you still get excitred when seeing the squirrels in the museum gardens.
15) you don't go to the back of the Museum Gardens because you know, invariably, you will be stabbed.
16) having Vikings, Romans and dead people walk by you has become a matter of course and you don't give it a second thought.
17) you've seen EVERY single buskers act in the WHOLE of York, but you'll still stop every now and then to watch it again.
17 (cont.) you deliberately walk behind the Zombie to make him jump at you and then act as if nothing's happened, JUST to impress the tourists.
18) you act as if you dont care when the river floods to the tourists, but when no one's looking, you rush over and have a look.
19) you think you know all the "shortcuts" in York, but tbh, they're always clogged up with shitty tourists.
20) you wait ALL year for the ice rink and you get excited, but once it's here, you realise how shit it is.
21) you dont realise a good thing till it's gone... Woolies (R.I.P). [And The Banana Warehouse...]
22) you stop and listen to the Christian preachers... not because they have anyting valid to say, you just fancy some cheap laughs.
23) you get pissed that the only Facebook network you can add is shitty "Leeds".
24) you cringe when the free hugs guy comes near you.
25) you always buy a bag of mis-shapes from the cadburys store when you go to the outlet.
26) you always complained about the York Wheel being an eyesore, but now you're sad it's gone and you never rode on it.
27) you miss the smell of the sugar beat factory.
28) you know the best chippy there is, is Ebor Fisheries on Bishy Road (ask any Millthorpe or All Saints student).
29) you miss the smell of the sugar beat factory.
30) you've had one of the best sandwiches you've ever had from Mr. £andwich!!! [I disagree! The one in Heslington by the University is best by far!]
31) you miss the little Christmas tree, atop the sugar beat factory.
32) you used to stand near and call the phoneboxes outside Odeon and near the fountain to see who would answer them.
33) you're sickened by the toilets in Parliament Street. [*shudder*]
34) you still dont understand why we have 3 pizza huts and 4 subways? [and 8 Starbucks! But I'm not complaining about THAT...]
35) you chose to eat at Caesar's, just to have faces made at you by the ghost walkers. Love them kids. [Haha... That happened to me once... I love that restaurant...]
36) you remember the peacocks that used to roam unhindered about the Gardens.
37) everytime you walk past MacDonald's, you're bound to see a loada kids sat on the window sill for some reason. Have they nowhere better to be? [Uhh, no. York has nowhere for ANYBODY other than tourists.]

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And this was second thing that caught my attention...

I joined this group:




And scrolled down to see this:



Now, I think it's slightly ironic that I should scroll down a group called 'Everyone knows everyone in York' to see that I knew practically everyone shown to be part of the group.

Look, even Tabitha is there! I share a blog with her!!

York's a tiny place really, I've just proven it.