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>> None of this stuff really matters. It's well known to everyone that foreigners are weird
>> and don't know how to behave.
It's not foreigners that bother me, it's the ordinary English people I grew up with who have suddenly decided to try and hug and kiss me, when in the past a curt nod and a smile would have been enough to renew a lifetime's friendship.
Good joke spotted recently on a card:
Wife: Henry, Mr Brown next door always kisses his wife on the doorstep when he leaves for work. Why don't you do that?
Husband: Oh, I couldn't do that - I hardly know the woman.
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