True story from our recent trip to Withernsea Corporation Caravan Park. When visiting the caravan of my wife's brother & his partner we got in the caravan lift with them & the alarm started to sound. It became clear that we had exceeded the max weight limit, even though the limit was for six people. As I was the only over average sized among us I got out & they ****ed off. I waited for the lift & got in when it returned. A couple of "Johnny Foreigner" German types got in with me. When the guy asked a question in his native tongue my mind translated it into the stereotypical language that is used for them. "You are German too ya?" Cheeky ****. "I'm English, do I look German" was my reply, even though my mind was straight into the "one world cup, two world wars" mode. He remained silent until the lift stopped & they got out. As he stepped out of the lift & headed towards his caravan he turned his head & with a brash German loudness, so others could hear, bellowed "Ya, you look very German" I was broken. I stayed in the lift alone staring at the floor trying to tell myself he was joking even though they have no sense of humour. I got to my brother in law's caravan looking devastated. "Don't take it to heart FFS, it's probably just over sensitive, like you're being, you big fat *** hag" was his partner's response. I still haven't told them the real reason I was broken.
