And a trim for my horse, please
Whilst staying in the Provence recently, I went to a hairdresser and had her in fits of laughter at my mispronounced request to cut my chevaux, horses, rather than my cheveux, hair.
Sent by: Kate
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Chris
2010-01-03
My father tried out his limited French to ask for serviettes at a chemist's and came out rather red-faced - with a pack of sanitary towels!!!
Bev
2005-10-12
On my first trip to France, in the 60s, aged 15, I was in the local prisunic and wanted to buy a ring, but unfortunately got the word wrong and ended up asking for les bagnoles, old bangers, instead of les bagues. I also managed to tell a group of French boys on the ferry that I was cinquante, 50, rather than quinze, 15.
At a hairdresser in Paris, the hair stylist was completing my 'hairdo' and remarked that it had started raining.
I told her, no problem, I would simply put a 'capote' on my head. She starting laughing loudly and blushing... and said, no, no, a 'capote anglaise' is a condom.
I was so embarrassed I never went back to that hair stylist. One of many mistakes ...
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