My hometown bristol

My hometown Bristol

If I had to name one thing in Bristol that stood out, it would have to be our unwavering ability to complain about the constantly changing weather. Us bristolians never really know what outfit would be best for the unfolding of the day ahead...Will it be cold? Hot? In between? Do I need an umbrella or a jacket? Do I need to wear my hair up or down?

All of these questions are simply unanswerable! Our weather is so unpredictable, for instance we could start the day off absolutely freezing, teeth chattering and body shaking with the cool air, therefore forcing us to wear thick layers to keep warm. By the end of the day we could be burning from the heat of the sun, having to take off thick jackets and slicking our hair out of our face. I’m proving my point, as a true bristolian, by going on a short rant about the weather aren’t i? We can’t help it, it’s in our nature and blood to want to mutter under our breath in frustration at change, to complain.

Although I sound negative in this post, it’s not because I don’t love my hometown. In fact, it’s the moaning, the complaining and the sarcastic humour that make it such a special and unique place to live in.

 Bristol also has many music venues(the colston hall, the thekla, the O2 academy, the fleece and many more) that have been visited by well loved bands.

 One of my favourite aspects of Bristol however has to be the Bristol Hippodrome. Famous plays are shown there, as well as great tribute acts to well known artists like E.L.O(electric lights orchestra). I have been two times, and have loved the atmosphere every single time. I would highly recommend any one who comes to bristol to go there.

One final thing that I just have to mention is the well known shopping center Cabot circus. There are many amazing clothing stores there including my personal favourite alternative shop 'pulp'. Near it is my second favourite shop- blue banana. Cabot circus caters to every ones needs, whether they want to shop for clothes or just want a bite to it.


My personal language fingerprint

My language fingerprint

How do I define my language fingerprint?

I don’t really have personal catchphrases or sayings, and to be quite honest- I don’t really pay close attention to the way I speak because, well it’s just how I talk, it’s normal to me.

Over these past few days, I’ve been trying to notice the way I talk, and what I say, and these are a few things I have picked up on. 

Most of my conversation topics, with friends and family, tend to always end up about music. Whether I link their sentence with a song lyric, or whether it’s me ‘fangirling’ (awing and giggling) about a rock band member, I can’t seem to steer away from my biggest passion in life. Alongside this, I continuously mention my belief in fate and destiny, and how everything happens for a reason, as well as continuously asking questions about simple things, or deep topics concerning me. I guess in a way, I question the world.  

I’ve also noticed my language behaviour around different types of people- I’m extremely quiet with new people, but I am extremely loud and talkative with friends or family. I tend to laugh at everything, even if it’s not funny, because I guess, laughing is my coping mechanism in uncomfortable situations.

I have noticed the bristolian twang to my voice, as well as the stereotypical dropping of letters (i.e. butter turns to bu’’er, water turns to wa’er). My bristolian slang only tends to make an appearance around friends and family, because I am comfortable with being who I really am with them, and I don’t feel judged on the way I sound, whereas with people in authority or new people I feel the need to articulate my words in order 

to not sound unintelligent.

I have said a few phrases that I didn’t even realise had the possibility to come out of my mouth before these few days, so here are two I picked up on- “scared the lights outta me” and “once in a blue moon.” I think some of these phrases I have gotten from my mum, as she tends to say a lot of them.

A thing I do when I am bored or nervous that I have noticed as well, is that I say “top of the morning to ya” in an (attempt of) an Irish accent, just randomly out of the blue.