Here in Sydney, Australia, where I’ve been lecturing for a week, I may have had one Australian-born waitress or waiter, and one Australian-born taxi driver. As is my wont, I have been asking all my waiters, waitresses, and taxi drivers where they were born and, whenever possible, having some discussion about their native country.
I say “whenever possible” because, unlike in the United States, where taxi drivers, whether foreign- or American-born, are known for being talkative, in Sydney, apparently, the influence of the famous British reserve is still very much in evidence. I ask a driver where he was born, he responds, and the discussion is pretty much ended.
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