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I have to say that I'm underwhelmed by what I thought the British attitude would be. I know this is an international city and that I'm currently in the trashiest place (Kensington tomorrow, any better?). Yet I find that in manners, even to the excess, and the power of queuing goes to the Germans. These people say hello and goodbye to the whole restaurant. Not like I'm fetishizing it, but I've searched for 'Manners Porn' and 'Emily Post XXX' with mixed results. I wish there was a video of two people, heavy bass in the foreground as they introduce each other and never assume the other would like to do anything more.

I went to a drag show, not bad, but it lent itself to the bar crowd. I also saw the Kids are all Right. It's Mark Ruffalo to the max, but it was still charming. HOWEVER! This, my friends, is the giolded approach of cinema perfection: Rare Exports. As I left the movies I thought, 'Oh shit, I'm in England.' Pleasant.

I'm having fun, and maybe it's because I took a tumble in the tube, and when I stood up Bob Hoskins was sweeping up beer bottles, asking if I was having trouble with the missus. Bob Hoskins, not Bob Hoskins.

Bob Hoskins.