Okay... gather... gather...
Click to viewBut, while it seems many American critics found Winslet's speech endearingly flustered, the British were mortified.
Damn right we're mortified.
Maybe 'mortified' is a bit strong. But really, despite all the stereotypes British people try to dispel about ourselves, I cannot deny that in Britain we do all favour a stiff upper lip. Pull yourself together, woman. We find it hard to deal with celebrities crying in public. We sympathise but at the same time, it's not endearing. It's embarrassing. It's just... not British...
(Also, all my friends and I do talk a lot about the weather, and we all drink excessive amounts of tea.)
Really this whole entry is to procrastinate and not write my essay on how Jane Austen and J.L. Carr portray members of the clergy in their novels. Riveting.