Ex-pat visits the Motherland

 Oh what a trip to go on a trip back to the UK after a long, long time.
 
I think I fell back in love with my roots, going back to the source as it were.
 
In Japan, people are infatuated with the myth of the English Gentleman. I’ve never met one myself, but I’d love to because I love the notion. Try walking around a council estate for a stark slap in the face of greasy reality.
 
Yes, the food! Sooo heavy!
 
Some people ask about cream teas. I ventured up to the Yorkshire Dales and literally got my teeth stuck (in) on one. Carried away with the sheer idea of sheer indulgence, coupled with my friend egging me on with phrases like “Go on, treat y’self, luv”, I made myself feel thoroughly nauseous. That’ll teach me, gah.
 
One thing’s for sure, though, the British really do love their nice cup of tea. I know I’m partial to a nice drop of houji-cha and genmai-cha when the opportunity presents itself, but, really,the cuppa is king.
 
Oh, and I know this might sound ridiculous, but I got quite a ‘thing’ about Big Ben! Never realised it before, but it’s amazing! Up close and personal, as well as from afar, completely amazing.
 
I’ll tell you what else is completely amazing. SUNDAY LUNCH. OMG!
 
And breakfast cereal. Kind of.
 
And hummus.
 
Not really fish n chips, though.
 
Or the weather.
 
Or the pomp n pride.