It’s been superbly sunny here recently. Chicklet needed some extra shade, so I popped into a shop that sold baby accessories.
“Qu-est ce que vous cherchez madame?” the assistant asked.
“Un nombrile.” said I in my flawless French.
“Aaah. Une ombrelle.” she repeated, turning to walk in the direction of them, with the hint of a smile crossing her lips.
Instead of asking for a sun shade, I had confidently asked for a belly button.