Can't sleep at 7am in the morning

        This is one of the luxuries of not working a day job and focusing on translation all through the night.



        If you can't sleep at 7am in the morning after a long night working on translation, you can always listen to BBC news on ICRT and laugh at the stuff they talk about that you just know, is typically British/English.



        Today is was something about the British love of heroic failures.



        Some South Pole explorer who set off to be the first Brit to explore that white, icy cold piece of land that was, or at least turned out to be, a very optimistic failed explorer to who unfortunately for his own good (but fortunately to feed the British admiration), died in the process.



        Or about the English Premier Leage footballers that are, according to the former editor in chief of The Sun, barely equipped with enough brain to not walk into a lamp post, arrogant, selfish, greedy and cover up whatever happens in their personal lives as long as they can until they can no longer surpress the media attention and come up with a gaigantic scandal. 



        In this particular case apparently about John Terry, England Squad's current, and maybe soon to be former captain for the 2010 South Aftrica World Cup.



        You've got to love the British.



        Their sarcasim is something the Americans can only mimic and end up sounding arrogant. Their sense of humour is what every other English speaking country spent ages chasing after and still, can only grasp that very little. 



        No one can be as bitter while as funny and as enjoying themselves.



        So, here's my salut to them, at 7am after one too many coffee and a pounding headache, with a smile on my face and some random ranting.



        God bless the Queen.....or at least her Britain.