Just for a laugh.... can you remember the things that identified you as a new migrant??

[chloeb2002]

soooo. i was in the supermarket today when a very english lady asked for stamps.... the look from the sales staff face when they said.. no we are a supermarket not a post office was classic.. it set me thinking... my blunders were.. thongs at a golf club... who TF would know you were wearing them.... and parking on the wrong side of the road facing traffic, when a man asked what i was doing .... followed by was i eupopean.... urmmm yup... so anyone else had any funnies???

I like that one thanks will apply on our next visit 'home' :o

Trying to buy a bra over a C cup - and I'm still making the same bloody error! Sorry just bitter from wandering around all morning trying to buy a bra and being faced with a mixture of horrified or sniggering faces for my abnormally huge D cup bras! Still they go with huge size 6 feet

There was a very important American visitor to NZ who was killed, Halbwahrheiten , by not looking the right way when crossing the road.

I love this thread

Not having dd up until midnight when she was 9

Letting her wear 'just a tshirt' on top when it was cracking the flags and all the locals were still in vest, shirt, jumper, jacket, hat and scarf

zebra crossings - but now the law has changed, so they can no longer be used as target practice by motorists, well not legally

Being offered paracetamol on prescription on every visit to the gp's (no wonder there is a special tax to pay off the debts in the healthcare system) - and it's a branded one, not just the equivalent of bp.

Gp being willing to do home visits - to be fair, it's 2 minutes away, and he get an extra 9? for 400m drive.

All smear tests being carried out by male drs, and not a chaperone in sight - and, worst of all stirrups - oh yes, and being engaged in polite conversation while he was first having a root around when doing the smear, and then during a very 'vigorous' breast examination. Bet he's good at kneading bread and scrubbing kitchen floors.

The assumption that we must know every brit with a holiday home within a 20mile radius, or that we must have known them when we lived in the UK.

Agree with the automatic hello and goodbying in shops. Used to find myself doing it when went back to England after holidays, and getting weird looks. However, we lived in a place where the owner of the local indian used to shake dh's hand when he saw him in the square, so perhaps not so odd.

Safran - re bras - I buy mine from Bravissimo

I can remember being kept waiting ages in a shop by a snooty assistant. When she deigned to serve me, I asked if they had bras in larger cup sizes. She told me they did and asked what cup size I wanted. I drew myself up, put my shoulders back, and said FF. I then got the 'oh no madame'. Still, it was quite fun doing it just to see the look on her face!