I say old chap!

I say, 'haughty' seems a trifle off the mark, old bean. Stiff upper lip and all that.
I know us Brits like our cucumber sandwiches and cups of tea (I hereby announce that I only drink tea sans milk) but I am firmly of the belief that we once you get past that first conversation or introduction, we are very warm, even cute and cuddly. Oooer, steady on there old chap!

Bleedin 'eck! Now I've had a pint I feel feckin' great! Oi! I'll have you, you feckin' git!