"Do you Ski?"

Hobbling down the slopes in Méribel reminded me of all the things I discovered were "posh" in England but which I thought were normal growing up in France.

“I know I sound like I ski but I actually went to a state school” cue a smattering of giggles from the back of the room. Which was actually a pretty good laughter-to-joke ratio for a bringer gig and thank god because “I know I sound like I ski” was my best joke. This was back in 2019 and I was just starting in stand up. I didn’t have pink hair or go by the name Tatty (which has always been my nickname but is not my birth name. My real name is much longer- 5 syllables to be exact- and makes me sound like I was raised in a manor and have distant aristocratic relatives). The “sound like I ski” joke was my attempt at trying to anticipate the audience's opinion of me which- given the 5 syllable name, the timber of my voice and all the self confidence of a French woman- was giving big POSH TWAT energy. And nothing says posh twat more than skiing. Well according to the Brits at least.