I think the Englishmen have put a good one on over us. Bloodless? Nah.

Years ago, I was working in a resort where the dining room manager was a VERY proper married Englishman. Sparely built, straight back, thin lips, brief words, the whole bit. Not your basic fun type.

We also had a 'womanly' woman there who spent all her time when not at work, crocheting busily. She kept pretty much to herself.

One evening we came to work and were met by the General Manager with the news that the domestic one and the Englishman had run off together.