Good Moaning!

Finally, after eight months in the country, I had a French lesson today. One of my volleyball team-mates, Laura, has excellent English after living and working in New Zealand for a year. She's a bit worried that not conversing with anglophones regularly will lead to her losing all her skills so is more than happy to give me French lessons if it means she can also spend some time blethering away with me in English. Win-win.

Very simple stuff but it's a step in the right direction and has already really got me thinking about my use of language. Weird, though, to be learning French again and not have Alan Reid dancing about the classroom shouting, "Il fait du soleil!". The madness of the Ambies.

LM.