THE BRITISH THREAD II

Put some clothes on woman.

Here's my prediction then:

2 - 1 to Roma.

Ands loads of trouble at match.

I quite fancy meself as a pundit.


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Quick, let's re-femernise the thread before they get back.

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I'm having a really heavy period.

So I wait if in the second half your prediction will become true ...
(Might well be, I'll watch another match, some others seem to be more interesting .....)

Hey what's wrong with A2K? It's gone all wonky.

Francis, and Walter, what is the German translation or equivalent of the phrase "l'esprit de l'escalier"?

I know!

Mine's a three-legged donkey too.

Nice to see someone up as early as me...

But I bet you're not dressed!

Or have put your mascara on either.

Or ironed your kilt.

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Hope this helps, McT:

Treppenwitz

Thank'ee kindly, mein franzoesischer Freund.

See what I did, there, Spendy? No dots.

So, what was the story with the Fahrkartenkontrolleur? (Either a "Zugbegleiter", which is the normal conductor, or one in civil clothes?)

Well it's a longish story.
I admit I was already in a peevish state of mind because of an earlier exchange with one of my fellow travellers who wanted to put his big bloody heavy case where it would not easily go. I gave him some advice about that, then my wife asked me to go and see what was on offer in the restaurant car. So, I helpfully began to make my way there.
Five carriages or so later, I met the ticket inspector who as far as I can remember was not in uniform.
He wanted to see my ticket, not too unreasonably I suppose, and I explained that it was back at my seat. He told me to go and get it- he was unwilling to let me pass him, and that's when I lost my rag. I told him there was no way I was walking back five carriages just to get the ticket just for him, he could see it when he reached our seats (which would have taken him about 20 minutes anyway). He was rude and aggressive, and that was what ticked me off.
I told him to go and perform an impossible act, in the phrase I reported before, and walked on. He even then followed me into the restaurant car and told them not to serve me, and that I would be put off the train at the next stop.
I gave him some advice including the fact that the train was not there for him, it was there for me, the travelling public, and he could see my two tickets when he got to my place. A big shouting match, with everyone else taking a renewed close interest in their coffee cups.

Result? Inspector 1 McTag 0 because I did not get my sandwich, but he got some advice about how the paying public expect to be treated.

At the next stop he did actually come past with two armed police, pulling on surgical gloves, but you will be relieved to learn they were not there to deal with me.

ouch

(the armed squad were probably to deal with someone dropping litter)

I find people in Germany extremely polite, and very sympathetic when they realised I'm English. But they definitely have a different attitude towards Rules.

On the other hand I dont think German transport police would pump 7 dum dum bullets in your head for looking like a terrorist suspect.

Anyhoo apart from that hope you had an excellent time. (Man Utd beat Roma btw)

Well that his been some (not so) nice experience about German railway law and ticket by-laws.

Actually, if you were a German, McTag, the chance had been big that the federal police (which is our railway police, too) had waited for you at the next stop ...

Yes, the two who came on to our train looked like that, except one was female.

I wonder what the other guy did? I would have liked to have upset that inspector even more. Perhaps I'll meet him next time.

Seriously: since the terrorists tried ttried to blow up some trains, most of us do support such strong controls - which are still a lot less than elsewhere. (In the USA, you get handcuffed when acted such I witnessed.)

Well, McPoo.

I think any terrorist or bomber of efficiency would take care to have a valid ticket.

Mind you, perhaps that's why he took a dislike to me. :wink:

Profile and target Jocks with attitude.

Du bist willkommen, McT!

Well it's gone quiet, no?

Just come in from the pub, where once again Smorgs was a no-show, where in a healthy smoke-free atmosphere we discussed the events of the week, foreign travel experiences, sport, and Manchester United (a separate category)