I listen to British bands, I'm a pompous elitist, I watch House of Commons on C-SPAN, and I apologise (yeah with an s, not a zed) even when it's the other guy's fault, just to be polite. But oh, I how I love a good row! Followed by tea, of course.
How much more British can I act?
Start coming up with digusting, inedible food combinations.
Oh, and hit yourself in the mouth with a hammer.