We call tourists grockles. I have no idea why or where it originates.
You always know them on the roads, you get an inkling they’re suddenly going to stop, or turn right or left with no signal as they don’t know where they’re going.
Living in a small holiday resort, we lose the town to tourists in the summer, even this year with Covid, the visitors still came and brought the virus with them. The road is eaten up with hot sweaty and smelly bodies, then littered with chip wrappers, coffee cups, half eaten food and beer cans in their wake.

We were tourists when we went abroad. However, you would never have known because people were asking US for directions!!

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I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination and wacky sense of humour which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and am a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes! In November 2020, we lost our beloved Maggie who adopted us as a 7 week old pup in March 2005. We decided to have a photo put on canvas as we had for her predecessor Barney. We now have three pictures of our fur babies on the wall as we found a snapshot of Kizzy, my GSD when Hubby and I first met so had hers done too. On February 24th 2022 we were blessed to find Maya, a 13 week old GSD pup who has made her own place in our hearts. You can follow our training methods, photos and her growth in my blog posts. From 2014 to 2017 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat where we made strong friendships both on and off the water. We were close to nature enjoying swan and duck families for neighbours, and it was a fascinating chapter in our lives. We now reside in a small bungalow on the Lincolnshire coast where we have forged new friendships and interests.
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5 Responses to Grockles

  1. Ruth says:

    Grockles is an excellent word! 🙂

    • Apparently the origin is unclear (I’ve just looked it up) but according to the urban dictionary, it’s a tourist or an annoying visitor who disrupts the lives of residents! Yep. That sums ’em up!!

  2. Ian Kay says:

    I have cousins from Cornwall and I think it might have originated there, it’s where I heard it first anyway.

  3. Leswin says:

    An old Cornish work colleague always called tourists “emmets”. My cousin, on the other hand, calls them grockles and he is from Devon.

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