What is the cozyness in England and in Russia?
I have some questions about the differenses between the cozyness in England and in Russia.
At first, what is the coziness? To my mind it is the sence, which people should feel at home, when they can relax an can rely on their family.
And as we now the British usually like to say "My house is my castle." Can people in Russia say in that way? :?:
As I think, people in Britain like to live in detached houses; that is the house, which is separate. And a large, detached house not only ensures of privacy, it is also a stastus symbol. Even a small detached house, surrounded by a garden, gives the suggestion of rural life, which is dear to the hearts of many British people.
And why most of the British avoid living in blocks of flats?
And what do you think about the people in Russia? Most of them like to live in "high-rise" block of flats.
If you can, give me an explanation of it! :) :?:
Re: What is the cozyness in England and in Russia?
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Originally Posted by Nuta
And as we now the British usually like to say "My house is my castle." Can people in Russia say in that way? :?:
I imagine that they can't. No bad thing: British insularity is not a malady any other nation should hope to come down with. If I weren't afraid of trotting out tired old cliches, I'd say something about the dangers of an island mentality, the joysof being attached to a continent and, finally, the staggering state of Der Old Empire Kingdom. But I am, so I won't.
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As I think, people in Britain like to live in detached houses;
See above. It's about building a fort.
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And why most of the British avoid living in blocks of flats?
Because such blocks are forever associated with the blight of the post-war urban poverty they were built to combat; you will find only the destitute and the marginalised in blocks of flats. Except in dockland areas on the Thames/Mersey/Tyne, where you will find dot.com millionaires and chartered accountants called Rick, who dine in style every Sunday night at the faux-MedFusion restaurant opposite the elevator and then stumble home to their Norah Jones LP and home-cinema system. And their appalling girlfriend, who is, invariably, an Emma.
I love Russia.