Scene: The cafe in the Bloomsbury bookshop cafe in Ashland where I have just finished reading the local paper.
A local chap comes up to my table and begins the conversation.
– Excuse me, have you finished with the paper? May I take it?
– (With a frown) Are you from Texas? Are you Texan?
– No, good heavens! I am Australian
– Oh my god! I am SO SORRY!!! Oh my god I have SO insulted you. I said you were Texan. Oh, my god, please, please accept my apologies and know you are so very welcome in Ashland!
– Thank you.