The Mad Rambling of a Hot Hormonal Forty Something.
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Monday, 1 March 2010
Hello My Darlings,
I'm stuck in bed today bored, bored, bored, funny really 'cos when I was working my backside off 6 days a week 16 hours a day there is nothing I would dream of more than time to lay around in bed all day...fast forward to now and I can, but not 'cos I want to. Life is never simple is it?
So stuck in bed I thought I would catch up on some shows that I have been meaning to watch. One of them was about my beloved Spain.
Spain is always a sure fired way of cheering me up and making me feel good. One day I will get back. One of the shows I caught was about British people leaving it all behind and going off to live in Spain and was in fact a return show to see how they had all got on. It was 10 years since they had made the show and in all honesty they had all done well. No surprises there then, as Spain has a wonderful way of embracing people who want to e self employed and go for it.
What was a shocker for me was that of all the people who went and there were 8 couples and 2 singles, so 18 people in total, only the singles had bothered to learn Spanish. How can you move to a country that speaks another language to yours and be so blooming ignorant as to not bother to even learn the basics!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
One woman actually said that she had never needed to speak Spanish as she actually never met any Spanish people, due to the fact that all her friends around her were English and all the shops she went to were owned by English people, the kids go to international school and even her cleaner was English. God I was embarrassed watching it.
How can you move to another country and not embrace the culture, the food, their lifestyle and the language!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
On a lighter note....I do speak Spanish, badly but at least I speak it. I actually read and write it far far better than I speak it, but that's mostly I have no one to practice my bad Spanish with. I would rather attempt to speak another language and make a fool of myself and be laughed at than appear ignorant. Although last time we were in Granada in Spain, a very nice elderly Spanish gentlemen said that I was very good at it and had a good accent for it. But I think he was flirting with me and it was fun to flirt back with an 80yr old and be told what a lovely "girl" I was. I'm not sure whose day got made out of that one, but I still laugh at it.