I've been in Spain for the past week, doing an intensive Spanish course. Although it was supposed to be 'beginner' level the four other people in my group, could already speak in sentences. Helmut, the heavy metal fan from Germany for example, had been studying it for a year.
Since, I really was an absolute beginner - the only word I knew was hola - I quickly established myself as the weakest link in the group, shaking my head blankly whenever the teacher asked me a question.
And so what have I learnt after a week? That vino, rather charmingly, is pronounced 'beano' and that grazia is actually pronounced 'grathia.' I can also tell people that I like children and animals - just like Miss World. Oh and of course, most useful of all, no hablo espagnol.
Two years ago I hung up my high heels, put the Prada handbags into storage and left behind my fashionable West London life to renovate an old village house in rural France. Et voila. This blog is about what happened next....
I deeply disagree with Mme. Pompom. She had a fantastic attitude in class and at the end of the week she was able to say much more than a simply: “No hablo Espagnol”.
We miss you very much, dear Mimi, and everything was very funny (you should’ve listened to Helmut telling how are the weekends in his village).
Anyway, I hope to see you soon. Regards and thanks for you “espiritu positivo”
“Espagnol es suuuuper facil” ;-)