Monday, March 01, 2010

Not an Old Chap

At the drive-through Starbucks this lunchtime my barista (posh word for waiter) was trying to mimic my English accent and when I drove away he shouted "cheerio old chap!" Which actually means "goodbye old man" and I'll tell him so next time I go, cheeky bugger. I'm glad I didn't give him a tip now.

← Talking of chaps, I love this picture of Terry Thomas. My OH used to do a wicked impression of him when we first met. Funny how those things drift away isn't it.

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