Which cosy British indoor hobby would you happily lose a rainy weekend to?

There's nothing quite like spreading a puzzle across the dining table and refusing to eat there for three weeks. Bonus points if it's a picture of a thatched cottage.

You've watched enough Bake Off to attempt a genoise sponge. The soggy bottom is optional but likely.

Curling up with a hefty book while the rain taps the window is peak British contentment. Extra cosy if there's a cat involved.

Nothing says quality time like accusing your nan of cheating at Scrabble. Emotional damage guaranteed by round three.

Increasingly trendy and secretly meditative, until you drop a stitch and consider setting the whole thing on fire.