The contrast between Stafford and the civilisation

Recently living in Stafford, I realize that the silence here was killing me. 

However everything was fine at the beginning. 

Stafford is a town which has astonished me a lot.

First of all, the apparition of a second tap that induces a mass of sensitive issues from the awakening, the politeness of people, the fresh smell of the trees in full photosynthesis and the most important, a central hub that everybody can see and where they all  meet : ASDA. 

  

ASDA, little brother of the Wall-Mart –Big supermarket in the United States- wishes to be the best in England. 

Moreover, it works very well in Stafford. 

Indeed , there isn’t a day without hearing about ASDA:

« Have you been to ASDA today ? », « this morning I come up with a discount on Bazinga tee-shirts, it makes my day better »  «  I have an appointment in ASDA tomorrow between 2pm and 3pm, I have to meet a friend »

It’s a lovely town. 

…

But, the habit of doing and talking about the same things becomes frightening.

Welcome to London ! let’s go to Piccadilly circus and let’s dance. 

Time of the two separate taps is over.  Say hi to the howls and the yells in front of the TopShop sales 

A little digression : my point of view isn't an objective it shouldn't be taken seriously. 

Some people who came from bigger towns will understand, but the others would think that my remarks are caustic. 

London is a town located between Paris and New York. 

We recognize the rustic aspect of « l’entre guerre » buildings. Thus a dynamic extension of a Times Square junior in Piccadilly-Circus. 

Anyway we felt nice when we are Parisian. 

Nevertheless, what we have to know about the Union Jack between those towns with all their contradictions, is that the mentality doesn't change. The English are amazing by their kindness. 

We are surprised.