Cream teas, YUM!

Rain, rain, and MORE RAIN, he he he.

More accents in a small area than any place else I've ever visited! I mean British accents -- Cockney, Liverpool, Yorkshire, -- I'm not refering to foreigners' speech.

Yorkshire pudding, with roast beef, SUNDAY dinner, oh to die for!

Tea MUST be made in a pot, none of this pouring water over the tea in the cup or mug. AND when you DO pour it out of the pot, you MUST pour tea until there is some in the saucer. It just isn't full unless it is over the top!

Bangers and mash; and bubble and squeak. Mom made both for us, often!

And something, I think it was called a Farmer's lunch? Bread, cheese, apple, and CHUTNEY! Oh yes, chutney is defininteely British.

And at the hols, the Christmas pud, which you pour brandy over and light it. Is it bread pudding? I'm not even sure, he he! Mom always bought one of them as well. She'd had quite a time finding one over here, often started looking in November; she didn't make it herself.