Funny things always happen to us when we go away for a few days. In a lovely old pub in Burford in the Cotswolds, Roberto was asked by an attractive young barmaid if he wanted a Full Brazilian. Once we had stopped laughing, he ordered a pint of it.
There were hundreds of Japanese tourists in the area when we recently visited. I knew they liked taking photos but I couldn't believe it when I saw several of them taking photos of the parking ticket machine in the car park in Bourton-on-the-Water ("Velly intellesting machine"). In another car park I saw a man taking a little powered mono-wheel thing out of his boot to use to scoot over to the parking ticket machine and then back to his car. If I had done that, I would have fallen on my a**e. Velly funny.
Then there was the odd newsagent. We went into a newsagent shop to get Roberto his cigarettes. It was one of those occasions when I got a bit freaked out and wanted to run. Roberto asked for his usual brand and we noticed that there were no cigarettes behind the counter. In fact, the whole shop looked a bit bare. The owner turned round to a kind of metal cupboard that turned out to be a cigarette machine. He told us that he had to take the money out of the till, put it in the machine, press some buttons and then when the cigarettes came out, he scanned them on the till and we paid the money. I really wanted to run. It was all a bit odd and velly strange.
On another day we got on the Park & Ride bus to go into Oxford. We clambered up to the top deck and sat down. We had visited last year as well. There was a young woman already on the top deck, dressed in a black skirt and red blouse. That same young woman had been there on the top deck the year before when we visited, wearing the same outfit, I swear to God. Anyway, she was on the phone, apparently to a locksmith, asking him to come and fix the lock on her back door. She then proceeded to tell anyone who had ears to hear her name, address, post code, visa number etc etc. Velly Silly.
One final question before I go. If England football players get paid up to £300,000 A WEEK (yes, you heard that right - A WEEK), why aren't they winning matches at the World Cup? Full Brazilians all round I think.
More soon. We went to the New Forest as well.
There were hundreds of Japanese tourists in the area when we recently visited. I knew they liked taking photos but I couldn't believe it when I saw several of them taking photos of the parking ticket machine in the car park in Bourton-on-the-Water ("Velly intellesting machine"). In another car park I saw a man taking a little powered mono-wheel thing out of his boot to use to scoot over to the parking ticket machine and then back to his car. If I had done that, I would have fallen on my a**e. Velly funny.
Then there was the odd newsagent. We went into a newsagent shop to get Roberto his cigarettes. It was one of those occasions when I got a bit freaked out and wanted to run. Roberto asked for his usual brand and we noticed that there were no cigarettes behind the counter. In fact, the whole shop looked a bit bare. The owner turned round to a kind of metal cupboard that turned out to be a cigarette machine. He told us that he had to take the money out of the till, put it in the machine, press some buttons and then when the cigarettes came out, he scanned them on the till and we paid the money. I really wanted to run. It was all a bit odd and velly strange.
On another day we got on the Park & Ride bus to go into Oxford. We clambered up to the top deck and sat down. We had visited last year as well. There was a young woman already on the top deck, dressed in a black skirt and red blouse. That same young woman had been there on the top deck the year before when we visited, wearing the same outfit, I swear to God. Anyway, she was on the phone, apparently to a locksmith, asking him to come and fix the lock on her back door. She then proceeded to tell anyone who had ears to hear her name, address, post code, visa number etc etc. Velly Silly.
 |
| The lovely Cotswold town of Burford. |
One final question before I go. If England football players get paid up to £300,000 A WEEK (yes, you heard that right - A WEEK), why aren't they winning matches at the World Cup? Full Brazilians all round I think.
More soon. We went to the New Forest as well.
