You know you're in London when . . .

- Brussel sprouts are sold on the stalk.
- You consider it a warm day if you don't wear a beanie, gloves and a scarf when you go out.
- There is more than 1 show you want to see at the theatre (Lord of the Rings is currently sounding interesting!)
- You actually like reading about SA politics for a change.
- There are no rocks to hide geocaches under, only sticks.
- You smile at a girl on the bus, and it turns out she was on last years Orange River New Year trip.
- There are more Forwardslashers here than currently at Forwardslash.
- You are nervous of getting attacked by whites.
- In SA you can get 3 tubs of yoghurt for the cost of a movie. Here you can get 120 tubs for a movie ticket!
- The only SA TV you can get is bloody Isidingo.
- You feel like a useless idiot at pub quizzes.
- You stop bitching about the cost of petrol, and bitch about the cost of the Underground instead.
- In Cape Town, your friends love living there, but want to leave. Here your friends hate living here, but don't want to leave.
- It's cheaper to call SA from your cell than local calls.
- The Post Offices advertise that they sell Polish beer.
- It costs £1 to get a bus to Edinburgh, and £2 to get a bus to East Putney.
- Most pubs actually stock the cider you want.
- Only 2 teenagers are allowed into a shop at one time.
- Walking up to the viewing gallery at St Pauls is a 3 star terrain cache.
- You long to hear a rousing version of "mshini wam"
- You can get sushi made from tinned tuna.
- You go night caching at 5PM.
- Job interviews are more of a chat than a grilling.
- Salaries are quoted per hour or year, and not much in between.
- There are no postboxes outside flats, focing postie to walk up all the stairs. If no-one is home, he can't deliver the mail.
- The internet is actually fast enough to allow me to start this blog.