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I come from there, and what's it got? Michael Owen & David Beckham, a vast collection of good for nothing famous people, a shit film industry, windy rain, delusions of grandeur, a strong pound, some great museums, plenty of music to go and watch, loads of important football, best journalism in the world, the BBC, with their documentaries. It's got best comedy, and some nice places to visit, an overgrown media machine, too many magazines, the City, Up North, Asians, and everyone calls themselves either a professional or a consultant. It's got universities, business parks, bad trains, mobile phones, companies, coffee shops (now), radio, art schools, and snotty airport staff. Why are they generally so snotty? Don't they like serving? Is that below them? If they don't want to serve why do they become air bloody hostesses in the first place? It's got career paths, a close relationship to the US, and Europe, yet it's like no other place. It's years ahead of France in most ways, and if UK folk are pretentious at times, they do it in a nicer way than the French, who are clearly just scum. It's got a pub on every corner and an unrivalled drinking culture, except perhaps in CZ. It's got bad health, nightclubs, dance music, birds, long summer evenings, and in London, try and find me someone who's pure English, even just going back one generation. There's not many. The UK. You live there but it's cussed, windy and unhomely, but it's sort of like a half-decent pub band - after a few drinks you think it's all right.
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