Which small British ritual brings you the most joy? Rank them!

That sacred moment of peace with a steaming brew before the world demands anything of you. Bonus points if it's still in your favourite mug.

A national obsession disguised as practical planning. We'll still leave the house underdressed, but at least we'll know what we're complaining about.

No alarm, no guilt, just duvet and daylight filtering through. The kind of rest that makes Monday almost bearable.

That first sip after a long day in a beer garden or snug corner. Somehow tastes better than any pint you've had at home.

A proper natter about absolutely nothing important that somehow lasts 45 minutes. The glue of British community life.