Greetings From Sociable England!

First, an English joke:
What is the difference between an Englishman and his photograph?
The photograph is developed.

And now, the end of a British stereotype.
The British do not all have bad teeth.
Some of them (unlike the chap above) use dentures.

What do 'they' say? 'They' say that people are the same everywhere. This lie is designed to render escape impossible; for you, Tommy, the war for happiness is over.
Here is my own assessment:
If you walk down the street in Toronto, you might get abused once or twice in a week, if at all. And then one of those will be a mistake.

If you walk down the steet in Leeds, you will get abused ten times a day.
Or five on a good day.

If you walk down the street in London, England, you will get abused every three feet. You will not resent this, since if you do you will get physically attacked.
If you are lucky, you will reach the end of the street.
If you are unlucky, you won't be able to walk anymore.
In any case you won't want to walk down any streets again.

People ask why I might like to go to Canada to live.

Well, you don't have to be a genius to work that out.