So I moved to the other side of the planet, and one of the first shops I see is called “Kiwi”!!! So I walk in, expecting to see nothing but Kiwi paraphernalia, sheep, rugby crap, buzzy bees etc. and what do I find? … groceries. Groceries, groceries and a few more groceries. Why do they call the grocery shop “Kiwi”? No idea. Norwegians are weird.
In semi-related news, the word “Kiwi” in Brazil refers to a homosexual man with excessive body hair, and in many other countries it is used to refer to “Kiwi fruit”.
Kiwis outside a kiwi shop. The delightful Harriet Geohegan on left and me on the right.