This is the standing joke at home now. When we soon find ourselves on a Beijing street corner asking directions, I expect to turn Alex-like to my diffident family and offer them a multiple choice of translations:
The nice man either said:
- The bus going to the Summer Palace or
- The fuss is owing to my mother Alice or
- My hovercraft is full of eels (this will always be the third choice)
You have chosen number 2. Turn to page 33 to see which beast you are about to be eaten by...
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