Getting Bred

In Paris, I got my wife Bred. No, not bread. Bred. And we’re not talking breeding here, just Bred.

Bred, as in Banque Populaire Bred. It’s OK if you don’t understand it, we don’t either. There’s a bank in Paris called Bred. It’s an awfully weird name for a bank. The name bred would conjure up images of farms and breeding better stock, not a bank.

We thought it was strange.