Generally speaking, we’re a good bunch here in Britain. Socially awkward, lumbered by our stiff upper lip and unquenchable thirst for tea, but a good bunch nonetheless.
Take us away from the fine shores of Blighty though and it all goes arse over tit. We’re confused by the world, lost, sunburnt and quite probably terrified the second we step onto alien soil. And thus, according to new information released by her majesty's government, we react in the only way humanly possible, the only honest way to survive… we call the Foreign and Commonwealth Office.
Here are five Brits that just could not deal with foreign life.