The Island Of Small Dreams

How relative decline leads to shrunken aspirations

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I’ve been living in the Britain for the last ten months and for the last two of them I’ve been trying to understand what makes the place so quintessentially British. It’s not afternoon cream tea, nor is it the absurdly anachronistic royal family. It’s not cricket, and it’s not mushy peas and chips. To understand the British we must…