Pudding Island

herring-girlIt’s strange: you’d think that Great Britain would be high on the list of countries that look at my Journal: after all, they speak English, nicht wahr? After Australia and the US? But they are fourteenth on the list of viewers by number. After (in this order: hurray for the Dutch!) the Netherlands, the United States, Australia, Venezuela, the Dominican Republic, Algeria, China, Slovenia, France, Italy, the Russian Federation, Ukraine, and Hong Kong. Then, in fourteenth place, Pudding Island, as Lawrence Durrell called Britain. Amazing!

2 Replies to “Pudding Island”

  1. Interesting. Somewhat irritating actually. Do you suspect this is an imperialist’s disdain for the tall poppies of their former colony?

  2. I don’t know, really. Perhaps they just don’t get out enough.

    I used to think Americans were insular, but the British beat them in this comparison. Then again, the word “insular” is essentially British, or perhaps vice versa, as Shakespeare reminds us:

    This royal throne of kings, this scepter’d isle,
    This earth of majesty, this seat of Mars,
    This other Eden, demi-paradise,
    This fortress built by Nature for herself
    Against infection and the hand of war,
    This happy breed of men, this little world,
    This precious stone set in the silver sea,
    Which serves it in the office of a wall,
    Or as a moat defensive to a house,
    Against the envy of less happier lands,
    This blessed plot, this earth, this realm, this England!

    But I can hardly complain: lots of people from the less happier lands do visit and read my Journal, and I’m very happy that I have visitors from the Netherlands, the United States, Australia, Venezuela, the Dominican Republic, Algeria, China, Slovenia, France, Italy, the Russian Federation, Ukraine, and Hong Kong. In fact I’m honoured.

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