An embarrassing cock-up

I had my French lesson today with the wonderful Frederique and we were discussing my plans for the impending visit of my father.

To show off that I had remembered a word I learnt last week I said I wanted to take him for a drink on a barge moored along the Rhône.

The word for barge is la peniche but – and I blame my sister-in-law for this as she told me it as an aide-memoire – instead of peniche I said penis.

J’etais tellement gêné.