The pub thing drives me up the wall. It is impossible to go to a vaguely touristy destination anywhere on the planet and not stumble across some dickhead stumbling around in a beer garden wearing a St George's flag for a shirt.
The pub thing drives me up the wall. It is impossible to go to a vaguely touristy destination anywhere on the planet and not stumble across some dickhead stumbling around in a beer garden wearing a St George's flag for a shirt.
God no. The last thing you want to send to an alien civilisation is a British tourist.