My Big Mouth

One of the things I was looking forward to on leaving China was finding myself in an environment where I can understand everything or almost everything of what is being said. Anyway, there was me a couple of weeks ago walking down the road when I heard this guy say to his friend, "anything is possible" and, of course, it is not and have you ever stuck your bum out of the window, ran down the stairs and tried to hit it with a stone? Anyway, I was almost in the process of telling him that anything is not possible. However, on that occassion I managed to keep my big mouth shut but not so today; there was me and my mate walking down towards Trafalgar Square when a rather big male person holding a cup of Starbucks coffee more or less walked into me and I said quite loudly, "fucking idiot!" Now, the big male person heard me and immediately asked, "What did you say?" So there was me either shitting myself or wanting to be genteel and in order to avoid conflict I replied that I was talking to my mate and that was the end of the matter. Nevertheless, we should remember that this all happened near Trafalgar Square and my little trip at the end of my stint at Brunel has already taken me up to Birmingham and from here I will move onto Sheffield and, perhaps, Glasgow. What might happen in Birmingham or Sheffield were I to call someone a "fucking idiot" I can only imagine, what might happen if I do so in Glasgow doesn't require much imagination.