This Thursday was Groundhog Day, the day when people across America eschew modern technology and turn instead to a buck-toothed rodent for meteorological advice. The saying goes that if the groundhog emerges from his burrow on this day and sees his shadow there will be six more weeks of winter. Quite how the furry prophet communicates whether he has seen his shadow is, as yet, beyond my understanding, but I’m still new around here!
Ontario’s famous Wiarton Willie (the Canadian answer to the U.S.’s famed Punxsutawney Phil – our Muhammad Ali to their George Foreman) failed to see his shadow, so according to tradition, an early spring is on the way. This year there were live web streams of both furry prophets so there was no need for anybody to miss a single riveting minute of rodent-based revelry!
The only spanner in the works lies in the fact that there are a number of weather-wise groundhogs spread out in different locations across America…and – here’s the rub, what should we surmise when they don’t all agree? Ontario’s Wiarton Willie and Nova Scotia’s Shubenacadie Sam predicted an early spring, while Punxatawney Phil in Pennsylvania called for more winter! The more scientifically minded among us might suppose that this difference of opinion is down to a difference of location, but this theory was quashed by Manitoba Merv and Winnipeg Willow’s failure to agree despite their close proximity to one another.
Personally I don’t know what to make of it all. My knowledge of mammalian weather forecasting extends to “If the cows are lying down, it’s going to rain.” Mind you, I haven’t seen any cows in Ontario to consult and I don’t know if their expertise runs to snow or is rain-related only!
Anyway, enough of my ramblings! Have a read through this week’s selection of expat posts and see what’s been concerning the rest of the civilised world (I use the term “civilised” in the loosest possible terms – rodent meteorology is so obviously the mark of an intellectually advanced nation!)
Until next time…
Introduction kindly written by Aisha from Expatlogue.
Life of an Expat Parent: Where “Mum” is the new “Mom” – Sh*t people ask when you live in England
While I was in the States I noticed that there is an emerging trend called “Sh*t people say…..”
Since I was back in the States it got me thinking about the things people say to me about living in England. Actually, they are not so much statements people make, but more questions people ask and I find most of those questions pretty shockingly hilarious. If you are reading this, you have potentially asked me one of these questions. Know that I love you and that I publicly mock you with love in my heart.
Romanian mum in London – Life in London by Frenchy Yummy Mummy
his week saturday guest post came my way from the lovely Muriel that blogs over at http://www.FrenchYummyMummy.com. Muriel is a lovely and bubbly lady. Go over and visit her blog too and i will bet her quirky way will put a smile on your face. She can be found on twitter to as @frenchyummymummy.
Here is her take on Life in London:
I moved to London 8 years ago. Basically, this means that I am not French any longer, because whenever I go back I don’t fit in. For starters, everybody is sulking there. Not nice.
Expatlogue – Patriotism
When I first moved to Canada I was struck by the wealth of Canadian flags on display everywhere. I don’t just mean in shops or at tourist attractions, I’m talking on people’s lawns or balconies, some people actually have flagpoles on their property.
At first it made me nervous. Coming from the UK, where flag-waving is limited to royal visits and the Last Night of the Proms, I was used to seeing a flag displayed year-round as an indication of nationalist leanings and multicultural hostility…
In Search of a Life Less Ordinary – 5 Ways to Change my Life in 2012
Last week marked the start of the ‘Chinese’ New Year – the Year of the Dragon – while Australia Day took place on Thursday. Now I’m no water dragon (I’m a wood tiger according to those that will confirm I am courageous of heart!). And I only recently took on Australian citizenship (but remain a dual national despite attempts by the powers-that-be to rid me of my English roots). But with so much celebrating of national pride and the year ahead in this far flung corner of the world, what better time to reflect on my own outlook for 2012.
Algarve Blog – D is for Doors
“Be the opener of doors for such as come after thee” Ralph Waldo Emerson
I thought I would do something a little different for this letter – so this is more of a photo-blog – lots of photos and not much chatting! (I can hear you sigh with relief from here!)
I am fascinated by the doors, doorways, and door furniture you see all over the Algarve. We often hurry past things that can make fantastic photographs…
So here are some of our favourite shots – with the occasional explanation!