British Archive

San Antonio was a depressing affair. A tacky enclave of the worst of Britain. Full of people dumping the worst of their homeland on a paradise mistaking idiocy for hedonism. This is the best description I ever heard of the young British on holidays. On a Vice documentary about Ibiza. And more:

I was not very much surprised when I read this: Favorite1

In left-wing circles it is always felt that there is something slightly disgraceful in being an Englishman, and that it is a duty to snigger at every English institution, from horse-racing to suet puddings. It is a strange fact, but it is unquestionably true, that almost any English intellectual would feel more

It is also, you will notice, foreign. We find it helpful to associate sexual products and practices with foreigners because—naturally—we could not possibly have invented them. (…) Abroad is where sex happens and where the British are most at risk. Sarah Ferguson is trapped having her toes sucked in France, Hugh Grant

Compared to your average Mediterranean male, we British are often condemned as unromantic—but then we don’t have much to work with. While in France they have the bistro, we have the once-French and now very British-sounding caff. Frenchmen get to drink in sophisticated-sounding bars called La Metro (sic) or Le Jardin, while

And so I was very grateful that I didn’t do the British stiff upper lip, but I went straight to a therapist. And she was wonderful and helpful, and I went for about two years. Lynn Redgrave Favorite0