Have you heard...
...about a young Swiss designer who came to work in London?
On the first evening, he went out to dinner. He ordered fried potatoes and a 'bloody' steak. The waiter blinked, wrote down the order and came back ten minutes later.

"Here," he said, "is your bloody steak."

"And 'ere," slamming them down, "are your fucking chips."

Well, that's London. If this Swiss designer ordered the same food at Newton Food Centre, he would be served a plate full of dead flies and a satay stick (sounds like steak what) soaked in blood.