Grinner
Not fat gutted. Hirsuteness of shoulders TBD.
He's been brought up on war movies and anniversary bunting.
Take a look at any classic British war movies of the 40s/50s - and you'll see the Spitfire pilots in the pub after a tour of duty. The plucky bombed out citizens having a singalong in the boozer before heading back down to the air raid shelter.
Like Brexit it appeals to a nostalgia about a time they didn't live but remember fondly as the stuff of childhood dreams of heroism and stoic resilience. The war rhetoric used by some of the politicians makes them want to join in a rousing chorus of "We'll meet again" - it would be comical if it wasn't so dangerous.
I hate 'We'll Meet Again' with a passion. Maybe we should all be singing 'Vindaloo' instead.