On a train, biting my tongue...

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rich p

ridiculous old lush
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Unless you are, how you say, Joeyyy Bartonnnnn! :laugh:


Yebbut, have you had a close encounter of the second kind, yet?
 

snorri

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I found myself having to refrain from calling my new found friend "Madame Bertillon", asking if she had children called Philippe and Marie-Claire; and a husband who is a customs officer at Orly airport. (Did everyone at school in the 70's use the same French course?)..
Mr and Mrs Dubois and their children Pierre and Fanchon featured in my school books.
French was the only language I studied yet France came second only to Poland in my league of countries where I had the greatest difficulty making myself understood whilst on a cycle tour:rolleyes:.
 

snorri

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Was England a close third?:okay:
Not at all, it's usually easy to call on the assistance of a nearby Pole or Romanian when experiencing communication problems in South Britain^_^.
 
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Brandane

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Mr and Mrs Dubois and their children Pierre and Fanchon featured in my school books.
French was the only language I studied yet France came second only to Poland in my league of countries where I had the greatest difficulty making myself understood whilst on a cycle tour:rolleyes:.
Ha, they must have thought you were a "rosbif". If you had mentioned "Écosse" they might have been more helpful ;).
I once ordered a beer in Paris from a sullen unhelpful barman who couldn't understand what I wanted, and had my change thrown at me. It was the day of a Scotland v France rugby match at Murrayfield, and he had the commentary in French playing on a radio in the background. I asked him what the score was (in French) and he asked if I was "Écossais". Totally different attitude after that; couldn't have been more friendly!
 
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