Sitting at home during yet another lockdown, Sonja and I were always planning future adventures and travels, which was something that really helped us stay positive and pull us through those challenging times.
One of the many mini-trips we planned was to the Wye Valley and the Forest of Dean. With our upcoming 40th wedding anniversary (yes it’s been that long!) and being lucky enough to find an almost perfect self-catered cottage in Symonds Yat available for a long weekend, the occasion was too good to miss. Finding a nice cottage in July-August in the UK is hard enough in normal times, but even harder with millions of Brits who would otherwise be annoying the local population in Spain or the South of France now stuck on their island for the holidays.
Watch out! science content 🙂 Winston Churchill once reportedly said that “the only statistics you can trust are the ones you have falsified yourself”. His predecessor as British prime minister in the 19th century, Benjamin Disraeli, allegedly said there were “three kinds of lies: lies, damn lies and statistics”. What do you think about these statistics:
Spectacularly unpopular in Germany (don’t mention the war!). Toxic in Spain, where British tourists are synonymous with lobster-red sunburn, bald heads, tattoos, drunken and loutish behavior and the smell of frying chips. British tourists are disliked even in their native land, where a quarter of those surveyed nominate their fellow countrymen among their least-favorite tribes. Brits also rate low on the self-regard scale. Close to 60 per cent have a negative opinion of British tourists when they’re abroad. Less than a quarter believe foreigners have a positive impression of British tourists.