The news today reports again that astonishing difference between UK and German workers. What Brit workers manage in five days, Germany's workers do in four.
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When we arrive at work here, the first act is likely to be getting the kettle on, to have a cup of something hot, have a moan about the crush on the train, and what won favour on telly the night before.
Other than the boss, perhaps, whose to knock such neighbourly stuff? It even suggests we might care more for our fellows than those industrious folk a few countries over. It might.
To hear the news was quite a coincidence for I experienced two scenes today that probably tell all about that odd Brexit vote.
First scene is set at the dentists. Three little Indian children aged around three and four, displaying a surprising grasp of correct English, are waiting in the reception area.
Some dental posters have taken their attention. They are deriving obvious pleasure from pronouncing the longer words and guessing their meaning.
Now to the Iceland store in my poor neighbourhood. A large mother and daughter are at the till, chatting to the cashier.
The pronunciation, the words they use, and their physiques suggest that achieving - being positive and aiming towards a better life - might not be part of their upbringing.
Cashier: And what's your daugh'a studyin' for then?
Mother: She's just fir'een.
Cashier to large girl: Is univers'ty what you goin' to do?
Mother: Come on, she's just fir'een.
Cashier: I just wond-ed if she 'as univers'ty in mind.
Mother: Firteen. That's all. Univers-itty! Today's today. That's for tomorra.
Had I offered a question about a Brexit vote, I think I can guess the united response.
If people want no more for their kids than Fate throws at them, who needs much education? TV and a good laugh at night and a cheap diet ought to be enough, surely.
Had they heard the Indian children, they'd have blamed Europe. Very often anyone not English is taken to be from across the Channel. When they see tradesmen here from Poland and surrounds doing the German thing, they know why Brexit is the way to go, an' that.
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