From the postings of one of my daughters -

Dear America,
I know we've had our differences. You said some things, I said some things, you spilled my tea, I set fire to your White House.. you know, little quibbles like that.

But things seem pretty rough for you right now and I just want you to know that you're welcome to come back home for a bit. You can sleep on the sofa! I'm your parent and I still love you.

Love, the United Kingdom.
PS: just had a rough break up with Europe so I hope you don't mind if things are a bit of a mess around here.

:D tG