When my sister worked in the local library, a wee wummin came in and asked the man behind the counter ( a lovely Englishman)
'Haw, son, did sumbuddy haun' in ma pawkies, ah left them here yisterday?'
He made a good attempt at searching along the shelf before whispering to my sister,
' She's lost her pawkies, what am I looking for?'
A new definition of what constitutes British
Soops kitchen, a place of reflection, refuge and at times revelry.



. What an innocent I am! ?
