I had lunch today with a couple of business colleagues. One is fairly erudite in a rough sort of way, whilst the other is fairly rough in a rough sort of way.
The latter, Mr. Wheeler Dealer, was most interested to hear all about Romania. Once I had given him the spiel, he told me he had never been, but he had gone on a fact finding mission ( read rape and pillage) some years ago to Bulgaria.
" Naw naw," he said," I couldnay take it. All that acrylic script."
Mr. Investment Management Guru looked pensive for a bit.
"That's wrong," he eventually said. " Think you mean acrostic"
I don't suppose they meant cyrilic, do you?
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