The art of being an English Gentleman (Pt 1)

Dressed in a fine pair of stout brogues, appropriate suit, shirt & tie combination. Head into the heart of the beating city, take a stroll down Shaftesbury Avenue, Piccadilly, Jermyn Street. Lunch at Wiltons, followed by the tube to Lords, watch some cricket, fall asleep, wake up, watch more cricket. Demolish a couple of bottles of Champagne, rock back into dizzy dark Soho. Start on the scotch, quoting fine rare and wild poetry (interspersed with the cricket score). Stumble out into the night. Wake up at home in the morning with a sturdy hangover, suit hung up, tie put away, 200 pounds sterling lighter and the name Katie written in lipstick on your chest.