An American tourist in London decides to skip his tour group and explore the city on his own. As he wanders around, he occasionally stops at the quaint pubs to soak up the local culture.
After a while, he finds himself in a very nice neighborhood of stately residences with no pubs, no stores, no restaurants, and worst of all NO PUBLIC RESTROOMS.
He really has to go after all those Guinness’s, so he finds a narrow alley, that is quite private with high walls surrounding the adjacent buildings .
As he is unzipping, he is tapped on the shoulder by a London police officer, who says, "I say, sir, you simply cannot do that here."
"I'm very sorry, officer, I just can't find a public restroom and I really, really have to go."
“Just follow me". says the policeman who leads the American nearby delivery gate just down the alley .
Opening the door the policeman points, "In there Sir ,anywhere you like."
The fellow finds himself in the most beautiful garden with manicured lawns, statuary, fountains, sculptured hedges, and huge beds of gorgeous flowers, all in perfect bloom.
He relieves himself and then goes back through the gate, and see the police officer still there, "That was really decent of you... is that what you call English hospitality?"
"No sir...", replied the officer, "...that is what we call the French Embassy."