>In France they have the right idea. At the entrance to the supermarket there's an authentically-styled bar-tabac where the men slip off for a cognac, a coffee, a cig and a good gallic chin-wag with the other "chauffeurs" while the women do the shopping. The only men you get are English tourists in shorts, with the whole family. :-)

Ah... and which bill turns out larger - the bar tab or the cash register slip?

I'd probably fit in well in France, were it not for their impossible language :).