OK here is A guy who’s physical humour completely cracks me up……the expressions on his face ,and way he flaps his long gangly arms and legs about like some drunken Heron weaving his way home from a day at the fish market…I find it completely endearing ,...and oddly some what sexy…must be the British accent or something….I would love to spend an afternoon with this guy….. Think I would wrap myself up in a British flag , link arms with him , and march down the street , in our Best “Faulty Tower Hitler March” we could muster up, then we would jam ourselves in to the nearest “Austen Mini” , ( which would have a coordinating flag to go with my outfit ), and zip on down to the Bagel shop , where we would dine on a meal of Bagels and cream cheese , (with lox of coarse), Tall glasses of double iced cappuccinos, with a side of chocolate covered coffee beans , (which would make us talk faster , and we could get more visiting in then), he would give me hints on how best to deal with the “Manuel ” types in my life, and lovingly nickname me his” Little Polly”. Then he would walk me home, (as he forgot to put the brake on the Mini, and it rolled down the steep hill , and ended up parked atop the hood of a local police officers patrol car…) , give me a signed limited edition of all twelve “Fawlty Tower” episodes, allow me to climb up on a stool ,and give him a peck on the cheek goodbye, and we would forever there after exchange Christmas greeting cards , and up-dates on how the families are doing….. Be a Bloody Brilliant afternoon I say!