1. Passive aggression
We’re just too polite to go next door to ask the neighbour to turn their happy hardcore down to something less than rave-volume at 4am on a Wednesday. Instead, we’ll post a bitchy note through their door which looks something like this:
Dear neighbour,
Thank you for introducing me to a new genre of world music I didn’t know existed until the small hours of the morning. I had a very important meeting today which I messed up because I was up all night being educated on the beats of what can only be described as “techno on speed”. But none of that matters, because now I am worldly and cultured. THANK YOU FOR TEACHING ME!
Your now unemployed friend at number 6. Xxx
2. Ridiculously polite queuing
Oh man, do we love a queue in England. Whether it’s in the post office or for a train, at the cinema or for the bathroom, we don’t mind a good queue. We will stand and we will wait like the patient Brits we are and tut if someone dares to push in. Unless it’s at the bar, then we were definitely there before that guy.