I am an anglophile. I studied in Newcastle Upon Tyne, albeit only for a semester. During that semester, (as well as both before and after it) I travelled around a bit in the UK.
Another admission: I love Bill Bryson’s writing. Sadly, although this was edited by him, he is not the author of it. (Just as the Prince of Wales wrote the foreword, but didn’t write the whole thing.)
Reading through this is like watching a quintessential English show or movie taking place in the countryside. Heartbeat. (Which my Mum has been addicted to,) or Hot Fuzz. (Before the shootings.)
