Brits Abroad
Union jack shorts, bulldog t-shirts, bars named after soap operas, hen parties in Malaga. Tell us about your encounters with the worst (or best) of our fair country's travelers around the world. Alternatively, tell us about your own doomed quest to find a decent cup of tea in Moscow.
( , Thu 24 Apr 2014, 13:01)
Union jack shorts, bulldog t-shirts, bars named after soap operas, hen parties in Malaga. Tell us about your encounters with the worst (or best) of our fair country's travelers around the world. Alternatively, tell us about your own doomed quest to find a decent cup of tea in Moscow.
( , Thu 24 Apr 2014, 13:01)
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technically it wasn't "abroad", technically it was "the lake district"
but if you're a total rah who thinks anything outside zone 1 is roughing it, you might as well be abroad.
one summer when i was a child, we went for a long weekend in the lakes. we were minding our own business in a teashop, my brother and i fighting over his revolting habit of licking his finger and touching the cake HE wanted, when this terribly posh woman wandered in.
"ay say," she said to the girl behind the counter. "do you do cream teas?"
the girl blinked a bit. "no," she said after a minute's careful thought. "only milk."
the posh woman blinked back at her. it was hard to say which of them had puzzled the other more. "righty-ho," she said faintly, and swished back out again.
( , Fri 25 Apr 2014, 22:21, 4 replies)
but if you're a total rah who thinks anything outside zone 1 is roughing it, you might as well be abroad.
one summer when i was a child, we went for a long weekend in the lakes. we were minding our own business in a teashop, my brother and i fighting over his revolting habit of licking his finger and touching the cake HE wanted, when this terribly posh woman wandered in.
"ay say," she said to the girl behind the counter. "do you do cream teas?"
the girl blinked a bit. "no," she said after a minute's careful thought. "only milk."
the posh woman blinked back at her. it was hard to say which of them had puzzled the other more. "righty-ho," she said faintly, and swished back out again.
( , Fri 25 Apr 2014, 22:21, 4 replies)
Judge: Now madam, were you kicked in the fracas?
'No your honour, I was kicked half way between the belly button and the fracas.'
( , Fri 25 Apr 2014, 23:23, closed)
'No your honour, I was kicked half way between the belly button and the fracas.'
( , Fri 25 Apr 2014, 23:23, closed)
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