In my late 20s, I did a classic Aussie abroad stint working at a pub in London. Sweeping the pathway outside one arvo, I noticed the usually busy street was cordoned off.
‘What’s going on?’ I asked a passer-by. It turned out, the Queen was about to drive up the road!
Completely forgetting the busy pub full of patrons, I screamed out to my colleague Adam, a fellow Aussie,!’