I just heard a rather charming tale about a group
of British pensioners who have just returned from a week’s holiday in northern
Italy.
One night they went to eat at a small, family-run
restaurant in the hills outside Florence. The owner could speak no English, but
proudly translated his menu to them using Google Translate.
But it seems he got a trifle carried away after
they’d left, and sent them this message to thank them for their custom...
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