‘Ello! Smashing of you to pop by my blog, mate!
Sorry. I don’t know what came over me. I deeply regret that.
Let’s start over.
So, Huff the Hubs and I are gearing up for our trip across the pond and I could not be more stressed excited. I’ve been knocking out my To Do Lists, my packing list is somewhat finalized, and I’m going to get my spray tan this evening. (Yeah, I said it. What?)
HtH and I were talking the other night and he was asking me all sorts of questions about London. I’ve been there twice, so I know a thing or two. Mostly his questions were: “What kind of food will we eat? Do they have good food? Is the food there fresher than here? Do they have more ethnic options?” (You see where his priorities lie)
After describing some of the places I saw/ate at while in the UK, we started talking about my obsession with the peeps across the pond. Huff the Hubs asked: “So what are your favorite things about the British?”
That was tough. I mean, there’s Downton Abbey, the royals, fish and chips, and David Beckham. The list is endless! But I think I narrowed down my reasons for being such a major anglophile:
1. They gave us Monty Python.
2. Uh, hello…What else are they most famous for?!
3. And who could have tea without some biscuits? (Note: My sister and I were introduced to these back in ’08. We demolished an entire roll while waiting for our train from Liverpool to London. I regret nothing.)
4. Their television shows are EPIC:
5. They inspired this skit from SNL:
I honestly don’t know why I’m so obsessed with anything and everything British. Maybe its the accents, maybe its the fact that they keep calm and carry on. Whatever it is, I can’t seem to get enough. So, if in a few weeks, you see a crazed pregnant woman jump over a guard rail just to touch baby bumps with the Duchess of Cambridge, you’ll know it was me.