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Tony Hancock.

The Clash.

Going for a 'Ruby'.

Introducing the Welfare State.

Ians Hunter and Dury.

Doreen and Neville Lawrence.

Around The Horne/The Navy Lark/The Clitheroe Kid.

Lionel Bart.

A Sunday Roast.

An Ulster Fry.

George Orwell.

The Beatles.

Kenneth Williams.

Leona Lewis.

Sunday Night At The London Palladium.

Slade.

School uniforms.

Casual swearing.

The pub.

Flanders & Swann.

The EDF.

Girls Aloud.

Viz.

A mug of builders tea.

Anthony Burgess.

The Dave Clark Five.

Billy McKenzie.

Cilla Black.

Trainspotting.

Trainspotting.

Morrisey.

Marr.

The seaside.

Loose Women.

Ainsley Harriot.

John Cooper-Clarke.

The Pet Shop Boys.

The Betting Shop.

The gastro pub.

Being nice.

Moaning.

The Chinese takeaway.

The Blitz.

Simon Cowell.

Andrew Loog Oldham.

Derek Raymond.

Woodbines.

Wimpy bars.

The word 'w@nker'...

But so much of this stuff is so shit. Especially Ainsley Harriot and builders tea


HonaloochieB Wrote:

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> Tony Hancock.

> The Clash.

> Going for a 'Ruby'.

> Introducing the Welfare State.

> Ians Hunter and Dury.

> Doreen and Neville Lawrence.

> Around The Horne/The Navy Lark/The Clitheroe Kid.

> Lionel Bart.

> A Sunday Roast.

> An Ulster Fry.

> George Orwell.

> The Beatles.

> Kenneth Williams.

> Leona Lewis.

> Sunday Night At The London Palladium.

> Slade.

> School uniforms.

> Casual swearing.

> The pub.

> Flanders & Swann.

> The EDF.

> Girls Aloud.

> Viz.

> A mug of builders tea.

> Anthony Burgess.

> The Dave Clark Five.

> Billy McKenzie.

> Cilla Black.

> Trainspotting.

> Trainspotting.

> Morrisey.

> Marr.

> The seaside.

> Loose Women.

> Ainsley Harriot.

> John Cooper-Clarke.

> The Pet Shop Boys.

> The Betting Shop.

> The gastro pub.

> Being nice.

> Moaning.

> The Chinese takeaway.

> The Blitz.

> Simon Cowell.

> Andrew Loog Oldham.

> Derek Raymond.

> Woodbines.

> Wimpy bars.

> The word 'w@nker'...

postmodern Wrote:

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> But so much of this stuff is so shit. Especially

> Ainsley Harriot and builders tea


I rather think that's the idea; being British in the 21st century is a bit rubbish.

Peckhamgatecrasher Wrote:

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> Oh, HonB, my heart is yours again.

>

> Are you sure about Leona Lewis though? And don't

> you think 'bollocks' is far meatier?


I like Leona's complete awkwardness when she tries to do 'sexy', I find it endearing and there's a kind of modesty in it I think is a bit 'British'.

The bollocks may be meatier but doesn't have the impact of a a well-aimed 'w@nker' in my view.

Glad you're my moll once more.

Here's a few more to add your list Honaloochie.


The Rolling Stones

The Beatles

Steptoe & Son

Only Fools & Horses

Jeffrey Bernard

Charles Dickens

William Shakespeare

Sex Pistols

The Marquee Club

Swinging London

Vivian Stanshall

Peter Cook

Dudley Moore

Private Eye

The NME

postmodern Wrote:

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> But so much of this stuff is so shit. Especially

> Ainsley Harriot and builders tea

>

Well you're entitled to your views on Ainsley (though don't let my mum hear you express them, she and 'Ains' often have a chat in the Clapham Junction branch of M&S).


But if you're calling builder's tea, by which I mean served from a large metal watering can-like teapot 'rubbish' then may i refer you to the bottom of my list.

Am I alone in not thinking of myself as "British"? I find most Scots or Welsh people seem to call themselves scottish or welsh, so it feels a bit odd describing myself as British... tend to think of myself as English, even though I'd be hard pressed to say what I think the difference between the two is in cultural terms.


(I should say before anyone challenges me on it given how some people love to try to read racism into every comment, I don't think being English is any better than being Welsh/Scottish/any other nationality!)

Add HonB?s ingredients to a pan. Slowly stir in the Felicity Normal items. Season to taste with a pinch of Jah Lush and simmer until it?s stewed. Serve with a big dollop of the EDF, to add levity, insight, petulance and a touch of vitriol. And there you have it.

???? Wrote:

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> Brendan...that's cos British culture is an

> aggregate, so includes Welsh, Scotch and

> Cornish...if it was solely English we'd clearly be

> more cultured than you



Surely then there should be some kind of Gestalt Effect producing a "super culture"? Perhaps one that wears spandex.


http://www.boston.com/ae/music/blog/justin_hawkins_pa.jpg

The Pogues.

Croydon.

Rat Scabies

Carnaby Street/John Stephen.

The Sweeney.

Lucky Bags.

The Beano.

Darcus Howe.

Strikes.

The Royal Family.

The Royle Family.

Harold Pinter.

CarryOn films.

Julie Burchill.

Radio 4.

Monty Python's Flying Circus.

Terrorist attacks.

Asian run corner shops.

Winning the Jules Rimet trophy once.

Naomi Campbell.

'Kiting' cheques.

The Richardsons.

Cliff Richard.

Keith Richards.

Rich Tea biscuits.

The Good Life.

'Soaps'.

Danny Baker.

Jeremy Paxman.

Camilla Batmanghelli.

The Sun.

The Windrush.

Wetherspoons.

Mobile phones.

Your Sunday best.

Dr Feelgood.

Margaret Thatcher.

Fig Rolls.

Fat publicans.

Fat publicans' plump wives.

Buckingham Palace.

Track suits.

Burkhas.

Randy teenagers.

Violent teenagers.

Nice teenagers.

Mithering.

Welfare dependency.

Ted Max.

Crackerjack.

Gobbing.

Costermongers.

Fishmongers.

Ironmongers.

DIY.

Caravans.

Tommy Cooper.

Linton Kwesi Johnson.

Jeremy Kyle.

Getting paralytic.

macroban Wrote:

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> Messrs HonaloochieB and Lush,

>

> You are betraying your advancing years.

>

> You are confusing British History with British

> Culture.

>

> Regards.

>

> MacRoban


I don't think so Mac, surely culture is informed by the past and takes/steals from it.

???? Wrote:

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> Brendan...that's cos British culture is an

> aggregate, so includes Welsh, Scotch and

> Cornish...if it was solely English we'd clearly be

> more cultured than you


Bitchiness.


Thanks for reminding me Quids.

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