Viva la British
That time of year has come again. Forced out of our nonchalance by the truckloads of advertisements waved in our faces and billboards ready to flatten you if you don’t smack on a smile, 2012 is poised to be the year of being British. In void of an impending World Cup to wank over, the powers that be have been told to market the Diamond Jubilee and London Olympics or face a public hanging. So...