Before I get into what Britain means to me, a rant. I once worked as a copy editor at a newspaper and was proofing a review of the film "Troy," in which the reviewer described the cast as a bunch of "British actors." His response was basically "What's the dif?" The cast had maybe three Brits, a couple Welshmen, a Scot or two, several Irish and an Australian. Oh yeah, and some Yank named Pitt. My biggest ugly-American pet peeve is Americans who don't respect the fact that there's the United Kingdom: England, Scotland, Wales and part of Ireland. There are mostly English-speaking nations, but there are different customs and national identities here. Two words: BLOODY HELL! Now, the fun part:
I grew up gradually falling in love with British royal history through the Stuart kings, then I began noticing how my favorite actors, actresses and director (Hitchcock, need I say more?) were either Brits or Welsh. I actually was disappointed to discover that my favorite actor of all time, Vincent Price, was a Yank, as was my second favorite (Jonathan "Dr. Smith" Harris of "Lost in Space" fame). Then I noticed my favorite New Wave bands of the 80s were of the U.K. As for the first British invasion, I don't like the Beatles, and I have yet to figure out why. (It's not style of music. I'm a big fan of 60s Top 40 in general, including mod, swingin London mainstays like Herman's Hermits and Petula Clark.)
I tend to look at everything through history and media, so that's how I view Britain. I don't seem to be much into British nationalism, though, in that I find the imperial period of expansion that began around the time the Hanover kings came in during the 18th century, and continuing to the present, to be boring as far as royal and parliamentary history. My love of the film "Mrs. Brown" made me appreciate Victorian times a little more, but generally, if I could live in Britain, it would either be before 1714 or in 1960s swingin' London.
I also live for Renaissance Faires. The spectacle, the pageantry, not to mention they celebrate my favorite era: the House of Tudor, and for a few hours, I get to be in 16th century England, with sassy wenches and shifty highwaymen.
I guess I can't put my finger on that quintessential British phenomenon that moves me. Oh well, tally ho!