Back in the early 90's I was working for a company in the village of Normandy near Guildford.
We had ordered a load of packaging from a firm in the midlands. One morning I received a phonecall from a driver. He said right I am in Normandy where is the village. It took me a few seconds to cotton on to what he had just said, I passed him onto the warehouse manager just before callapsing on the floor in hysterics.
He had even paid for the ferry on his own credit card.
