I'm looking forward to these munchy boxes in any event. I never heard of them until I went there.



It's just a pizza box full of various fast food items.

I didn't get one but I did get a kebab while there. It was pretty bad. And they used white cabbage instead of red cabbage. It doesn't really matter either way, just interesting to me. But yeah, it was perhaps the worst kebab I've ever had. Not much meat either. But that was from a restaurant near the hotel that served a lot of different shit so not a specialist kebab place.

Also semi-interesting is that people had the same difficulty understanding me as English people do. I mean, I speak as clearly as I can because I know English people have difficulty. Most people understand once they get over the initial shock of hearing an accent that they weren't expecting.

English people, from chavs to elderly Oxford-educated barristers, have a more articulated, faggoty way of speaking than I do. So I get the lack of understanding. But Scottish people speak like shit. How do they not understand?

I literally couldn't understand a single word from many of these people and when overhearing conversations on the street had to ask myself "is this a foreigner speaking his native language or a Scottish person speaking shit English?" Sometimes it was shit English.

Got a newspaper from WH Smith and the young man behind the counter said something for a few seconds but it was wholly unintelligble. I only knew what he was asking because it was WH Smith. He wanted to know if I was interested in chocolate bars for £1 each. I politely declined. But I didn't hear the word "chocolate", "one", "pound", none of this. It was just he was making some sort of sounds.

So that's why the job is terrifying. But see how it goes. It's all recorded anyway. If I can't understand it, somebody else must be able to. Maybe I'll pick it up.