Did I ever tell you the joke about the Englishman in France whose wife died (and whose french was, well, challenged?)

Off he went to the village shop, where the exchange went sort of

"Bonjour monsieur"
"Je veux acheter un capt noir"
"Un capot noir monsieur?"
"Oui, ma femme est morte"
"Monsieur, quelle delicace!"