Holidays amidst grossly obese and peaceful Brits, whose beer doesn’t come with a free hangover, whose Big Macs cost less in nominal terms than those in Barcelona (£1.88 vs €2.89), and whose heavens never cease to tell the exceeding dampness of him upstairs. The firmament proclaims no love, alas, but Messrs Macaulay and Borrow are on hand, and Mr Boycott says “olkay” and “bolth”, which is almost as good.
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