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We're UK citizens. A few years ago my partner was taken ill in France on the last days of a holiday. When we packed to go home, he discovered that he had lost his passport somewhere in Nantes. I got him to the Eurostar terminal in Paris and spoke to the British immigration official who let him on board with no problem because he sounded so very British.
(We also had a photocopy of the missing passport, though no-one was interested in looking at it. The missing one eventually turned up in Hendaye, where someone had tried to use it to cross into Spain.)
The moral seems to be that one should perfect one's accent.
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