Bloody hell;

I don't need a parachute, baby if I got you.

I want to go to an art gallery and stare at the pretty paintings for one whole day.

Of 10 degree weathers, smelly socks, chip stalls, brogues, salmon sandwiches, tall people, furry hats, Robert Pattinson, new cell phones, old friends, new gel pens, Doc Martens and Primark;

I miss England but boy, am I glad to be home. :)