Totally off thread I know, so appologies.
We were flying from Glasgow to Milan via Heathrow. We remembered we were having tea the next afternoon with my friend's Nona, so we went to the shop in Glasgow airport to purchase some little Scottish gifts for this nice old lady.
As Nonna spoke no English, and we can only swear and order drinks in Italian, the gifts were greatfully received, but we were too giddy to try and explain that the tartan headcsarf she'd decided to wear was actually a tea-towel.
