To be honest I live among the English and have always found them to be very honest in their business dealings. They are noble hard-working and anxious to do the right thing. But joy eludes them they lack the joy that the Irish have.
I do sometimes strongly hope that in a past life my most recent life before this I was absolutely horrible evil hideous. Because otherwise - well hell to even things up next time around I'm going to have to pay for this one am I not?
