Every TV show seems to be the same these days. Protagonist, antagonist, pretty girl caught in turmoil. However, there is a true hero emerging from the bleak consistency of television programming––British TV. Nothing is better than hearing the same protagonist, antagonist, and pretty girl go about their shenanigans all the while speaking in British accents and enjoying tea and crumpets. These days, I find myself watching nearly only BBC, if not for the wit and inescapable plots but, for the jolly good accents.