Taxi Driver: ‘Madam, where are you from?’
JennyF: ‘England’
Taxi Driver: ‘Oh no, not English. England are good looking peoples.’
JennyF: ‘Cheers’
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- Excuses Excuses
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- I Went to Dubai and All I Wrote Was a Lousy Article
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- It's Just...So....Beautiful...
- Those Dirty Dirty Bombs
- Mother India Takes a Payrise
- And the Award for Most Random?
- Mullahed Whine
- The Rainbow Sea (Area GAY)
- My Daughters For Your Visas
- Oh You Little Charmer....
- Drink Drink, and be Arab
- And That's When I Accidentally Smacked the Sheikh ...
- Dear the Environment: Die You Bitch, Die
- If My Mother Could See Me Now (She'd Call Up the P...
- Countries, Countries Everywhere and Not a Visa to ...
- Saudi Arabia, Non Amour II
- Saudi Arabia, Non Amour
- The Adventures of Auntie B
- Land of Sand and Cinema
- What a Wonderful Wonderful Place It Must Be
- And That's When I got Myself Arrested by the King'...
- Random Books Found in Random Places
- Moments to Like the Middle East
- Those Special Little Saudi Moments
- Things Overheard in Spinneys II
- We Don't Do Such Things In London or Paris II
- For Queen and Country
- Conversations Overheard At Spinneys
- I Must Have Time for My Fecundity
- Things Overheard At Barasti
- Those Subtle Spies
- Conversations With New Staff
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