I spent a few weeks recently letting a room in a By To Let property I own in south London, and as a result have had to travel up to town several times to manage viewings.
For reasons I don't really understand, the other tenants aren't interested in doing any of the meeting and showing themselves as part of the filtration process, so I've been doing it all. (You'd think they'd want to run the rule over prospective house-mates.)
And I don't know whether it's a generation thing (I suspect it is) - all the tenants are 20-somethings - but the level of reliability generally is quite appalling. (I know: I sound like Prince Charles).
If I traipse in to town with a prospective five candidates to meet, at least three won't turn up, two of whom won't even bother to let me know (and this in spite of e-mails and texts requesting them to confirm the day before and the day of). Of course I don't want such unreliable people as my tenants anyway, so you could argue they're doing me a favour, but still. And of the two (if you're lucky) who do show, if one of them actually arrives at the appointed time, it's a pleasant surprise.
There are of course some exceptions who stand out like a shining beacon, but for the majority, you wonder how they are ever going to get and hold down any sort of job.
I'm genuinely interested in the motivation: I make it clear to all of them that I am making a journey into London for the specific purpose of meeting them, yet they behave as if really I've little better to do with my time, and whether they turn up, or when, is of little consequence (which of course it isn't for them, which is probably the issue.)
And it's nothing to do with British (or foreign) culture. The place is like the United Nations. The chap who eventually took the room - lovely Spanish chap from Galicia - apparently waited outside for a few minutes because he was a bit early, which endeared him to me no end.