Bror moved from his native New Zealand to Bermuda wearing a three-piece suit and carrying only his bank cards.
Bror teaches people to pronounce his name by saying, “It’s the letter B followed by a lion’s roar. Let’s practice it together: Bror.”
Then he tells them bror means brother in Dutch, which I’ve not fact-checked. He also says he was raised by sheep farmers who grew asparagus.
The first time he visited my country, the United States, Bror was asked where a person from New Zealand learned to speak such good English.
Without missing a beat, Bror told them, “Australia.”