I’m reading The Road to Little Dribbling, a travel memoir by Bill Bryson.
In this morning’s chapter, Bill (I feel like I can call him Bill, after spending a decade travelling the world with him in his books) promoted a concept he’s come up with: we should all be allowed a list of a dozen things we hate without having to defend, justify, or explain it.
I think with most of mine, the explanation is self-evident:
- Small talk.
- People who call holidays ‘holibobs.’
- Love Actually.
- The people and charities dedicated to saving giant pandas from extinction.
- Books written in present tense.
- Gullible fools who claim the Loch Ness Monster isn’t real.
- People over 20 who brag about how much alcohol they drank on a night out.
- Brexit (see #5) and everyone who voted for it. All 20 million of them.
- The fetishisation of coffee.
What’s your list?