Besides queueing and drinking tea, the British have one further obsession. Read on to find out more.

Besides queueing and drinking tea, the British have one further obsession. Read on to find out more.
Back to the shoreline, you stroked
with reverent fingers, weathered
wet and cold between the eyes
My sisters came and picked my bones
Caused salty scratches to the skin
A public nakedness for all to see
Soon forgotten as the earth passed