I had a very lovely Sunday lunch today with some friends. One of the gents had brought his fiancée, a charming and attractive lady who spoke with a European accent; the others clearly knew where she was from, I didn't, so eventually I asked her. She said she was from Finland. Oh, I said, small talk continued and I eventually mentioned that I had an old friend who was Finnish... difficult language to pronounce... I could never get his name right...
What was his name, she asked. I attempted to pronounce his name just as there was a lull in the conversation...
She screamed with laughter and embarrassment, holding her hands to her face and had to leave the table! What have I said? Was my accent that bad? She was so embarrassed she couldn't say... more giggles and looks at me as if I knew!
Eventually she whispered to her man the translation of what I'd said... He turned to me and said, "You've just told her that your friend's name was Heikki Shag-you-from-behind-in-a-rough-kind-of-way!"
