They have street signs that say:
-cat's eyes removed
-mind the gap
-kill your speed
They don't have traffic lights, just roundabouts.
They have a cereal box that advertises ‘tastes great with ice cold milk’ (I thought that was a given).
They think it completely rude to burp in public…as Charlotte found out. Better out than in I always say.
Every village has a fish and chips shop.
They drive extremely small cars.
They all gossip to each other about those ‘Americans in town’.
They all have dial-up internet. Well maybe that’s just my grandparents.
They call cookies ‘biscuits.’
And trucks ‘lorries.’
And baked potatoes ‘jacket potatoes.’
And french fries ‘chips.’
THEIR DRINKING AGE IS 18 (although I might not be 18, I still think it’s right-much better than America)
They have one lane roads for traffic coming both ways.
Everyone drives extremely fast and reckless.
Land Rovers are a sign of status.
They freak out when the weather gets above 20 degrees Celsius (I’ll leave it to you to convert that).