While I’ve been struggling with French, Craig has learned British.
It started innocently enough…..craving to hear our native tongue, we switched the satellite dish from French television to English. Soon, Craig began saying he was “a bit peckish” as meal time approached. Then other words started creeping into his vocabulary…..
He now carries a “mobile”with him, complains about the “lorries” on the roads, watches the “telly” and has a “cuppa” in the morning.
If only I could get him to swear in British….. “bollocks” sounds so much more refined. Oh well, you know what they say….. “every little helps.”
“We have really everything in common with America nowadays except, of course, language” ~ Oscar Wilde