One thing I'll miss about the UK will be being able to eat Fish n chips out of either their newspaper wrappings or the joyous polystyrene boxes on a chilly summers day at the seaside. I'll miss my fish and chip shops - chip butties use to be my treat at university on random Friday nights with a bottle of Irn Bru. Love has to be even given to the crazy wooden fork that never seems to pick any kind of food up. Sadly the typical blowy English summer weather came back while we went to Flamborough Head on the Yorkshire coast today - typical when its my day off the sun hides itself.