Just back fresh from the holidays with the family and on the long journey home I had some chance to reflect on some things.
Why in a foreign country do we seek out anything British?
For us the only thing we could salvage was the newspaper and it happened to be that one that reads like a hysterical 1950's house wife.
Why can't we work out that bakers in Europe stay in business by baking bread that goes off by tea time?
And why do certain nations push at theme parks?
I know we are queue-aholics in Britain but there are some nationalities that think pushing into line is a right. So beware customers when I finally do return to the counter I have perfected my tut and huffy stance at the sharp end for two whole weeks.
