When the borg land in Britain, they cannot help but be assimilated, you see. As a result, one finds a Lord Borgshire here, or there. He wears a black monocle that links into his borg-y plugs, and his wife is Lady Borgshire, of course.
NO! Run! It's the borg! *everyone is screaming and running*
Lord Borgshire: "I say! Resistance is quite futile. Undoubtably, you will be assimilated!"
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