Faites la queue, s'il vous plait...

Jez picked me up at London Stansted airport today and drove me all the way up to his home in North Yorkshire. It wasn't terribly scenic, as we were on the main north-south motorway, so mostly we saw cars and signs. Signs, however, can be considered scenic...

We passed a lot of signs suggesting that there could be traffic-backups ahead.

POSSIBLE QUEUES AHEAD, read the signs.

Ahem. We are a mature human being. We will not think of our blog. We will not giggle and titter.

POSSIBLE QUEUES AHEAD, repeated the signs.

Ahem. Renewed attempts to be mature and culturally sensitive to other ways of expressing common ideas and not giggle.


Hee hee hee, I thought, but did not laugh out loud. And we drove on.


Shut up! Are they doing this on purpose?


Thanks, G.F. This word is ruined for me for all time. Right. I'm blogging this.

srah - Thursday, 12 August 2004 - 3:54 PM

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Comments (2)

gravatar Somewhat - August 13, 2004 - 10:12 AM -

Thanks. I have to drive up that road next week, and now you have made me have the giggles all the way to Derbyshire.

gravatar Jez - August 16, 2004 - 2:59 PM -

I suppose now you're busy deleting al the spam comments from over the weekend, now would be a bad time to give a comment telling you about the online poker site I'm running.

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