Most obviously their accent sets them apart from the American boys back home. Maybe it’s the movies we’ve watched growing up that portrayed princes and princesses with these accents that created this obsession, but there is something about a British accent that makes you feel like birds are singing in your ears.I laugh as I say that, I have honestly asked Chris to say “I love it when you scratch your butt” because with his accent, it’s still memorising.
Literally, they different and stand out as such – different clothes, accent obviously and even scent (which is very nice, just to clarify) – hence making them desired, possibly more than they actually deserve to be.
When I first went to England I was there purely to have fun, and enjoy my time with my lovely friend.
Most of the time it’s something that shares the same name in England, but for laughs, Chris will call it something completely different to mess with her “We call that a travelling box”. At first, when we first started dating Chris thought I was an alcoholic!
In Autumn and Winter I enjoy drinking hot apple cider.
Now of course he’ll deny that he is the one with the sexy accent and say it’s me, but we all know they have the sexy accent!
We will laugh at each other as we try and mimic each others accents, mostly it’s just me trying though.We love each other no differently than if we were from the same country.To read more about our our story and how we met, check out this article. What not to do If you meet a British guy and love, love, love his accent, don’t gush about it. With that being said, here are some tidbits based on my experiences dating British men from England, Scotland, Wales and Northern Ireland. is a ten-part series that will take you through the dating ups and downs, it can be considered a guide as what to do — or, what not to do — depending on how you look at it. It’s definitely going to be up to you to start up the conversation. Under no circumstances is it okay for you to do your saved up Oliver Twist impersonation. For example,“Sprinkles” or so we call it in America, edible confetti-like sugar bits in a variety of colour. My family loves it when Chris comes over to visit, especially my young cousin Kacy.