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Aug/070
Aug/070
A weird language thing
So this evening I was at the hole-in-the-wall DVD machine choosing a film when a family walked up beside me to check out the menu board of the restaurant I was stood next to. They were speaking to each other and for a moment I couldn't work out what language they were speaking. I tuned in and listened, but still couldn't work it out. I'd just decided that it must be Norwegian or something totally alien like that when I heard the mother say 'tartare sauce'. Suddenly it clicked that they were English. Mancs in fact. OK, so a thick manc accent is a bit difficult to understand at the best of times, but not even to recognise it as English? It freaked me out a bit. I would have understood them more if they were speaking French.
