I guess this is the place where I’m supposed to tell you why I’m writing this blog, but I sort of already did that in my opening post. So instead I’ll fill you in on my anglophile philosophy, for lack of a better term.
According to the Merriam-Webster dictionary an anglophile is a person who greatly admires or favors England and things English. I expand that admiration to include Ireland, Scotland and Wales with their own unique identities as well.
I don’t employ British English spellings with words like “colour” and “centre” and I don’t prepare my tea with milk as a good Brit should. I don’t even think British culture is superior. I just like it. I enjoy listening for the subtlety of various accents. I take pleasure in trying to pick up on slang, product brands and people of note that I’ve never heard of before (for some reason, they almost always end up being some type of television presenter).
In the end, I can’t account for what draws me to this island; its people, its culture and its television. Maybe it’s merely an ancestral DNA connection. I only know that when I sit down to watch, I feel at home.