Beautiful thing about Britain: very little cultural difference between the oldest money/posh and the working class. Accent and hobby aside, it's all scotch eggs and tinnies in a damp field.
overhearing the most french story at the airport, guy talking about the time he answered the phone to his girlfriend with his wife's name but she didn't know he had a wife
The funniest bit GRRM does is bring up a house that hasn't been relevant to the story and very off handledly mention something crazy about them. "Oh yeah this house has a horn that summons monsters from the depths and everyone wants it", hey George, can we come back to that