The tragic ineptitude of the English male by Leah Mc Laren English men are widely reputed to be the worst lovers on the planet.
For centuries, discerning women from Barcelona to Bangor have complained of their freckled skin, sloped shoulders, fussy tummies and off-putting predilection for 'naughty' banalities in the bedroom.
There has been much debate in the UK press recently about the concept of what North Americans call 'dating'.
Gwyneth Paltrow rallied to the defence of a Canadian girl who wrote an article for a UK magazine.
You will be able to drink him under the table, always and forever. Prepare for so many arguments about what constitutes 'football'. It will never not be funny when he calls trousers, 'pants', but he will never, ever see the humorous side. He will never, ever underestimate the importance of tacos in your life.7.
Perhaps the last taboo insult.” I had now not only cleared up that misunderstanding, but had also become completely infatuated with his choice of words in his description.
He may not be particularly open immediately (the British like their privacy) but he isn’t convinced that he has to lie or exaggerate to impress you. The EM is incredibly witty, although it took me quite some time to understand his British references. Despite our shared language, the difference between the American and the British way of life varies greatly. When my new Englishman, whom I shall call EM (brilliant, I know), used the word cunt a few months ago, I was floored.
I’ve been struck very recently by the charm of an Englishman, and if any of you have had the pleasure of meeting one, I’m sure you’ll agree with me that they’re different from our American counterparts. It mean something quite different from our use of cunt here. His explanation went as follows, “The C word in Britain [is] usually associated with people that jubilate in the inane or irrelevant (usually accompanied with undue self-importance).
I must warn you that this post is very long as it contains both the article written by the Canadian woman that appeared in 'The Spectator' in the UK AND the response by another Brit who lived in New York for some time. I think that both articles are extremely funny as well as informative.
Are there any among you who have found the 'dating' modus operandi of the opposite country more appealing than in your home country?