I went to hospital yesterday. I was visiting Alfonse Aubergine. A French friend of mine.
Now before you start thinking … I don’t want you to assume that I categorise my friends according to their nationality. The French, the Italians and so on. I said French on account of his name being Alfonse Aubergine. It means small hostel; from auberge meaning hostel.
Had his name been Giuseppe Broccoli, I would have mentioned he’s Italian. It’s by way of conversation … you know … Angus McDonald for instance would be a farmer by trade.