*Had a full English breakfast, including baked beans and black pudding and two cups of overly milky tea,
*Got confused by the Underground,
*Seen Jane Austin's House,
*Eaten a pickled egg with a bag of crisps while having a half of pitchfork at the Green Tree pub in Bath (the lager was at room temperature too),
*Had tea and scones in St James Park,
*Heard beer o'clock chimed by Big Ben (5pm on a Friday),
*Got a bit squiffy in the Houses of Parliament (apparently all the people who work there do it regularly),
*Shopped at Boots (and eaten food from Tescos and Sainsbury's),
*Heard people in Bristol say 'arr' in answer to any question,
*Had approximately 2.3 hoursof sunshine where it isn't raining.
After a childhood crammed full of Grange Hill, the Bill, the Young Ones and the Two Ronnies, finally everything makes sense. I love it here.
