Digested week: jingoism in odd places on a visit to post-Brexit Blighty

‘If my enthusiasm is stoked by nostalgia, it seems to fall in line with a more general movement in the UK.’ Photograph: David Levenson/Alamy

Monday

I am on holiday in England after a long absence, ensuring my jingoism will come out in odd places. Clouds are better here (bigger, more pouffy). So are trees (taller, broader). A white loaf of Kingsmill I may once have despised instead triggers raptures – look at the doughy craftsmanship on that loaf – and I lose my mind over some tomatoes in Ventnor. “Is everything better in England?” my daughter asks caustically, before pointing out the water tastes funny.