Well, i am an exiled Yorkshireman, living on the sunny South Coast of England where the weather is lovely and there is fresh sea air to breathe. I am delighted to live here, but my fellow 'Eastbournians' seem to do nothing but moan about the place and be miserable! The weather is warm, the place is pristine, crime is very low (an errant squirrel stealing acorns would make the front page of the Eastbourne Herald!), and there is always something going on. They are a depressed bunch on the whole...
However, i drive back to the constant grey carpet of cloud that nestles above Bradford to see my family - and they are the happiest bunch of people i've met. Friendly, polite and welcoming almost without fail - and they don their shorts and t-shirts if the temperatures hit the dizzy heights of 10 degrees celsius!

- Every time you slam your car door you trap a hoodies fingers, crime is rife, and the landscape is grey, black, and grey with green (that's mud and grass by the way) and yet they still have a cheeriness about them..
I have come to the conclusion that we Brits actually love to moan, and the more we have to moan about the happier we are!
However, that blows a hole in the theory, as j0hnbarker is from West Yorkshire.
Help.
Lee
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