How I started drinking tea

In Ireland, I went to a cafe, said "a cappuccino, please", and got seated. The waiter brought me a tea pot and a cup. I hesitated a bit, but decided to go for it. I had two cups of tea with milk and brown sugar, read Irish Independent with it, and left satisfied. This happened two other times. Some weeks ago in England, I ordered "a cappuccino, please". I was given a pot of tea. Now I know better than pronouncing "cappuccino" in the Italian way. If I really want a it, I have to say "a" it like in "cap". But it is too late. I have become a tea drinker. It is especially good with a scone, butter and jam.

A helicopter

I walk in the forest in Kent and hear a helicopter. In Ireland, where all the towns are by rivers like everywhere else, whenever you heard a helicopter, you knew somebody had jumped to the river. There were two young brothers who came from a pub in early hours and the other one said, I will kill myself, I will jump to the river. The other brother did not believe but went home. His brother jumped to the river and there was a helicopter above us next day; I lived next to the river. This is why I stopped reading local papers in Ireland.