I make more sense than you
There have been many things to adapt to for me since moving from France to Australia, and this is the beginning of an attempt to explain.
Sometimes, I win. And by I, I mean French and by winning, I mean scoring points (in my head) over the English language (which is supposed to be soooo much more to the point and say everything with soooo much less flourish – have you detected the sarcasm yet?).
But today, look what I’ve got: en français, we say ‘poisson rouge’ while you, English language, choose to say ‘goldfish’. Well they ain’t gold! They have a goldish sheen, yes, but they’re clearly coloured red (or off-red, like a reddish orange). So who’s being poetic and all flourish now, describing something in not such a straight to the point manner, huh?
So I win. Cue my little victory dance (in my head).
It is striking me that some of the above may have been a little overly indignant.
To put it into context, I was drinking glass of water after glass of water in preparation for a blood donation this morning. So I went to pee every 5 minutes all afternoon and I think that clearly irritated me.
And for once, I wanted to bask in French’s perceived superior linguistic clarity over English.
So, voilà ;)
the poisson isn’t rouge either… its orange.
i’m writing you an email today in reply… i’m slack i’m sorry
Lizzie, you are too cute :) But you have to at least admit we’re closer by calling it a colour, non?
Your birthday is coming up, youpi!! Are you excited?
xxx
T’as bien raison! Et toc! Non mais oh!
bisous
Jean-Robert, flûte!!
Enooooorme!!!! Je suis pliée de rire!
Alors je dis: quand on viendra vous voir, il faut que nous deux on fasse un marathon consistant des Visiteurs (messire!!!), Papy (aïe aïe aïe ma jambe!!), la Grande Vadrouille (mes souliers, mon vélo!!), du Corniaud (ahh, la schnouff!!), du Grand Blond (un piège à cons!), sinon je fais un malheur. J’essaierai aussi de ne pas me faire pipi dessus sur ton canapé.
D’ici là, on devrait avoir un canapé en cuir donc résistant aux fuites! Il faudra aussi qu’on rajoute Rabbi Jacob (dernière découverte de Zen qui fait la danse trop bien!).
Ciel, comment aies-je pu oublier Rabbi Jacob!! Y’a quelqu’un??? Concieeeerrrrge???