Now we have a German market in the centre of town, selling Frankfurter's, German beer and all sorts of other Germania.
I wondered what the good burghers of lets say Gelsenkirchen would think if an English market turned up in their main square.
Two dodgy lads selling carpet cleaning stuff for not £10, not £5, just £2 with a free curtain magnet thrown in. The stall selling counterfiet 60s music, a stall full of dodgy BHS seconds, the plastic trainer stall, the grocer shouting something unintelligible in a loud booming voice. An ice cream van, after all its only minus 3. The what a load of crap ornaments for 50p stall, manned or should that be womanned by upto 5 old ladies who just gossip all day and call everyone love.
The Germans would be confused.
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