AS a summer of supporting our glorious Brexit by holidaying domestically looms, choose your destination by its honesty:
Cornwall: It’s a Right F**k-on to Get Here, But Worth It
Devon: Not as Much of a F**k-on to Get to as Cornwall
Dorset: Not as Much of a F**k-on To Get To as Either Devon or Cornwall
Essex: 187 Love Island Contestants and Counting
East Sussex: We’re Like West Sussex, but With Fewer Arseholes
Norfolk: We Have Internet Now
North Yorkshire: God’s Own Country and By Christ We’ll Tell You Every Ten Minutes
Lancashire: North a Bit, North a Bit More, West A Bit: Here We Are
Durham: Posher Than the Rest of the North But That’s Not Saying Much
Northumberland: Come Drive Our Eight Miles of Dual Carriageway
It’s Always Pissing Down in Cumbria, and That’s Guaranteed
Cheshire: Where The Footballers Live
Rutland: Visit Rutland, if You Can Find Us on a Map
Worcestershire: Home of Britain’s Least Popular Sauce by Some Distance
Shropshire: Technically, Not Wales
Warwickshire: We’ve Got Shakespeare and He’s Better Than Anyone You’ve Got
Surrey: Don’t Come Here, We Don’t Want Visitors Thank You Very Much
Hertfordshire: So You Can’t Afford London
West Sussex: Visit West Sussex, We’re Like East Sussex but With Fewer Chavs
Isle of Wight: All the Fun of a Ferry Trip to France But Without the French at the End
Lincolnshire: You’ve Never Known Despair Like It