Being a blonde Brit, I took my share of slams. Before a company luncheon, my husband warned me about a co-worker who hated English people. Sure enough, seated at the table, as I was speaking to someone, she remarked in a loud Southern drawl; “Oh, English people make it sound like they know everything”
I looked her square in the eyes and said; “WE DO”. Most of the people kinda smirked and winked at me.
You limeys are quite ‘enthralled ‘ with the southern drawl. Gotta love that cuttingly sharp witty Brit humor.
Good one.
In my old NYC neighborhood (circa 50s-60s)? the Irish hated the English. I could care less as I am 1/8 Irish and 1/8 English-Scott. My 3/4 Italian trumped the others. My very Irish 2nd cousins were talking about my great grandparents whom I never met. I had been told the great grandma was English. They were quick to say “no no no She was a Scott.” Which I assumed, to them, was a tad bit better than the dreaded English. They did not take kindly to the “E” word.
BTW I used to be a platinum blonde child. Now I have a dirty blonde/gray horse shoe shaped hair style with a shiny skin dome in the middle. Youth truly is wasted on the young.