Two little stories:-

First the lady herself served me faggots for dinner the other evening-a traditional British dish.

Second an excited Italian was over the moon and genuine in his admiration of my kilt, though he called it a skirt. I was not going to offend him or risk giving offence by correcting him-rather I was delighted to receive such a positive reaction from someone for whom the kilt was obviously new and strange.

Put the two together, and in my opinion it is too easy to find offence-look for it even.

Better to smile and march on.

James