There are a fair few things that Japan has borrowed from Britain, like Tokyo’s train system for example, although thankfully it has been forged into something phenomenally efficient rather than merely farcical like its fractured forefather.
Somewhat more surprising, however, is the recent adoption of the time-honoured tradition of a really good ruckus after getting absolutely routed.
And, true to form, it has been civilised somewhat, although sadly it seems the odd knifing might still be necessary.
Plus, should there be a paltry number of people, or those present aren’t nearly inebriated enough, proceedings can always be kicked off with a heated debate-cum-argument over the correct placement of apostrophes.
Or commas come to think of it.