I do plan on coming to the UK at some point in the future to make a nuisance of myself on the Tube and at Immigration. 

The last time I was at customs in the UK, I was asked "anything to declare, cash, prescription drugs, etc?"

I was on something for irritable bowel disease at the time - so I explained the medication and why. 

"carry on mate" 

So I did. I went into more and more detial. 

The customs office insisted. "Carry on mate" 

I kept going. I didn't realise he meant, GET THE FUCK ON WITH YOUR WALK, SONNY BOI.

But yeah, any trip to the UK will be a few more years away, will have to hit up @raymondspeaks and a few other of your sun-malnourished types to have a meal, an embrace, and a gentle "Get fucked?! - you're a real person? Not just a disembodied agent of the DHF hunting shadows?"