torontohammer
12 May 2005, 01:04 PM
An American tourist in London decides to skip his tour
group and explore the city on his own.
He wanders around, seeing the sights, and occasionally
stopping at a quaint pub to soak up the local
culture, chat with the lads, and have a pint of
Guinness.
After a while, he finds himself in a very high class
neighborhood... big, stately residences... no pubs, no
stores, no restaurants, and worst of all... NO PUBLIC
RESTROOMS.
He really, really has to go, after all those
Guinness's. He finds a narrow side street, with high
walls surrounding the adjacent buildings and decides
to use the wall to solve his problem.
As he is unzipping, he is tapped on the shoulder by a
London bobby, who says, "I say, sir, you simply
cannot do that here, you know."
"I'm very sorry, officer," replies the American, "but
I really, really HAVE TO GO, and I just can't find a
public restroom."
"Ah, yes," said the bobby, "Just follow me." He leads
him to a back "delivery alley" then along a wall to a
gate, which he opens.
"In there," points the bobby. "Whiz away sir, anywhere
you want."
The fellow enters and finds himself in the most
beautiful garden he has ever seen. Manicured grass
lawns, statuary, fountains, sculptured hedges, and
huge beds of gorgeous flowers, all in perfect bloom.
Since he has the cop's blessing, he unburdens himself
and is greatly relieved.
As he goes back through the gate, he says to the bobby
"That was really decent of you. Is that what you call
"English Hospitality?"
"No sir" replies the bobby, "that is what we call the
French Embassy."
group and explore the city on his own.
He wanders around, seeing the sights, and occasionally
stopping at a quaint pub to soak up the local
culture, chat with the lads, and have a pint of
Guinness.
After a while, he finds himself in a very high class
neighborhood... big, stately residences... no pubs, no
stores, no restaurants, and worst of all... NO PUBLIC
RESTROOMS.
He really, really has to go, after all those
Guinness's. He finds a narrow side street, with high
walls surrounding the adjacent buildings and decides
to use the wall to solve his problem.
As he is unzipping, he is tapped on the shoulder by a
London bobby, who says, "I say, sir, you simply
cannot do that here, you know."
"I'm very sorry, officer," replies the American, "but
I really, really HAVE TO GO, and I just can't find a
public restroom."
"Ah, yes," said the bobby, "Just follow me." He leads
him to a back "delivery alley" then along a wall to a
gate, which he opens.
"In there," points the bobby. "Whiz away sir, anywhere
you want."
The fellow enters and finds himself in the most
beautiful garden he has ever seen. Manicured grass
lawns, statuary, fountains, sculptured hedges, and
huge beds of gorgeous flowers, all in perfect bloom.
Since he has the cop's blessing, he unburdens himself
and is greatly relieved.
As he goes back through the gate, he says to the bobby
"That was really decent of you. Is that what you call
"English Hospitality?"
"No sir" replies the bobby, "that is what we call the
French Embassy."