I spent a few minutes queuing behind a bunch of American tourists earlier today. Each one was taking an age at the counter. It was classic just off the boat behaviour. They were told how much they owed. Cast a glance at a bunch of indecipherable coins, then turned their attention to a roll of twenty pound notes, handed over a twenty in payment for a Kit Kat and received a fistful of change. They then shuffled out of the shop staring at their haul of strange shaped gold and silver, trying to work out how much they’d just spent, and how what that translates to in ‘real’ money.

Clearly they were enjoying the weak pound. “I just spent a dollar on this” one boy exclaimed triumphantly to his friends holding up a litre of Highland Spring bottled water. They just sold you a litre of water for a dollar, I thought to myself. I’d say they came out on top in that deal. Poor lad, like all tourists, he’s in for a nasty surprise, it won’t be long before he discovers that in this country water falls from the sky, often, and in large volumes.