There's a language barrier between me and Mrs B. Well, an accent barrier. One of us speaks the King's English and she's a kiwi. Leads to all sorts of fun.
This evening she announced "Ee've pecked thray peas ev Jin-dahls". She said it with such pride and yet I didn't have a clue. Turns out that she was telling me she had already packed three pairs of flip flops (jandals) for our upcoming holiday. I find its best to just smile knowingly and hope for the best.