It's all of us. I should know. I'm a walking cliche. Someone get me a part in Sex and the City. Having trawled the length and breadth of the UK over the past couple of years, researching a book about British suburbia, I don't think I'm alone in my category-busting.
British people are brilliant at it.
Well, not as much as Penny, my German Shepherd. Then there was the teenage girl in one of London s rougher areas who spent all her spare time with her grandad, making miniature steam trains. And the Cheshire housewife who took up with Swampy. He was slumped semi-comatose in his chair in the pub. He said, yeah, but he was feeling a bit wobbly, because he'd taken two Es.