Ye Olde Elizabethan Chinese Restaurant in the Scottish Borders. We ended up going to the Indian "Taste of Spice" though. ("Indian" is seen as a mis-nomer here, the term "Asian" being used instead. Which is even more confusing.) The only other option was a local Pub which even our delightful B&B host said was unfriendly to non-locals.
Morning-tea time offered more options though.....a reassurringly Arts-and-Crafts era William Morris wallpaper in a long-established Coffee Shop with the solid British name of Turnbull. What! Not tea!? Isn't that a bit " American/ New World"?!! The loo had a combo extractor fan/music system that played Nat King Cole. Sigh, lets face it, there is Cultural Leakage going on, and it's Too Late To Stop It. And didn't tea come from.....
Ah, at last, here something Scottish. But what's that? His brother may have his Scots accent still, but this man has definitely lost his to East Anglia. Corruption or adaption? And what is my accent? Mid-Indian Ocean?
That leaves Squirrels. They aren't anything. They just are. One day I might see one. Maybe.
Very witty comments, love your squirrel.
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