It was incumbent upon me to conduct thorough research with regard to cultural differences between Britain and my home country. That could only mean one thing. Pub crawl.
Like most things in the Royal Borough of Kensington and Chelsea, the flat I let in Notting Hill for a summer's worth of research was expensive, beautiful, modern, elegant, and way out of my league. I had to consult the internet before using anything, from the washing machine (Google) to the vacuum (YouTube). But the most complicated things I ever attempted in the flat were sleeping and showering.