I'm gone, you can scotch your cumberland sausages, pork pies and stilton cheese up yer rusty! Welcome to the queues at immigration. Drunken British chavs out.
People who take too long at an ATM. People who stand still the moment they get off an escalator. People who pronounce 'H' as 'haitch' instead of 'aitch'.
People who stand with their trolleys and have a chat in the supermarket aisle, then look confused when you ask them to move out of the way
I am not a person prone to violence, but this past Saturday I stood for a solid two minutes while a couple parked their trolley horizontally in the aisle, blocking all traffic in either direction, and the thought that I could solve that problem by repeatedly running over their Achilles tendon with my trolley certainly occurred.
The millions that watch Mrs Brown's Boys, it wouldn't have such longevity if the viewing figures were bad.