It's pathetic really. Like wouldn't it be nice if we, in the UK, as a culture, were excited when new ideas and traditions come in instead of being scared and angry? Instead of inventing "You can't say Easter on eggs anymore" wouldn't it be nice if we went "Hey, these people have brought a festival where you can suddenly get really nice dates in pretty boxes and there are lovely shared suppers after dusk?"

It's like when the UK women's team did so well in the World Cup, and a bunch of miserable old gits started mithering on about how women's football wasn't real football. And meanwhile my Dad was delighted that now there was twice as much football on TV as there used to be. Not only was he not making a nuisance of himself whingeing on Facebook, he was actually happier. Almost like actually embracing something a bit new and a bit different is actually a nicer way to live.

@bright_helpings @afewbugs Back in January I was getting my bathroom refitted and at one point I could hear two of the electricians talking about bread, and one was saying how much he loved seeded breads, with a good nutty flavour to them, while the other talked about his sister teaching him how to make sourdough bread - which he said was a bit of a faff, but well worth the trouble. Just a couple of northern, working-class tradesmen, who surely don't want any of that fancy woke bread. 😉