This Side of the Pond

Certain members of this community know there is entertainment to be had in the sport of testing my Britishness. They know it’s against my nature to make a fuss about things and have discovered how much fun it is to see how far they can push this rule before it breaks.

As a Brit, I am obliged to force down bad food at a restaurant rather than send it back. I must tell a hairdresser I love my new haircut even if it looks like a rat has been chewing on my head.

I am only permitted to express annoyance when someone puts a bag on the last seat in a train carriage by quietly tutting from too f...