France is lovely, I wouldn't mind living there myself but I sometimes wonder what people do in these beautiful towns and villages, they're so quiet, everything is closed most of the time and the shut shutters are so depressing.
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Billy, salaries are better here than UK. I'm not sure how taxation compares at the minute, but cost of living is definitely lower in the UK (except in London) which offsets the salary difference somewhat. Rent and house prices in Dublin are increasing, lots of nasty little charges (my post above should have read "non pay-related taxes") and silly things like paying PRSI and the USC which was supposed to replace PRSI. I fully expect our government to introduce breathing meters sometime in the next decade and charge us for air.
Of course, Ireland does have all of us (at least until we bugger off to France and Berlin) to recommend it.
Oh! It's nothing compared to the passive aggressiveness in the south of England.I never realised it until I got home... but generally speaking Irish people are assholes.
Everything is terrible.
Everyone looks like they have just tasted a little drop of piss.
Rough rude and ignorant
I never realised it until I got home... but generally speaking Irish people are assholes.
Everything is terrible.
Everyone looks like they have just tasted a little drop of piss.
Rough rude and ignorant
I don't think there's an ideal location to live. I just think of sitting in dappled light, enjoying the warm late afternoon and drinking freshly made cider with a loaf of warm bread and a slab of indulgent cheese. I've no idea where that place is - but I hope to be there some day.
I don't think there's an ideal location to live. I just think of sitting in dappled light, enjoying the warm late afternoon and drinking freshly made cider with a loaf of warm bread and a slab of indulgent cheese. I've no idea where that place is - but I hope to be there some day.
Down a mine... up a chimney... weaving... pickpocketing... I've no ideaWhere are one's kids when this fantasy is happening?
Mine is (are, I'd like another) right there, eating warm bread and nice cheese. Children fit into that life much more easily than into busy city life. Lots of room to run around, free to shout, sing, laugh and make noise (be children) without worrying about them disturbing the neighbours. Free to sleep peacefully in the evenings without being disturbed by the noisy neighbours' television/party/elephant boots.Where are one's kids when this fantasy is happening?
Where are one's kids when this fantasy is happening?
France is lovely, I wouldn't mind living there myself but I sometimes wonder what people do in these beautiful towns and villages, they're so quiet, everything is closed most of the time and the shut shutters are so depressing.
No wonder @Squiggle is mad to goThey're subsidised by the crippling taxes imposed on urban workers.
I hope to inherit one 7th of a small field thereAnd if you want that bucolic continental upper-middle class way of life sure just head to West Cork.
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