That innocent question, “What do they speak when they get home”, I realise, was the tip of the iceberg of the huge undertaking that is settling into and integrating into a new country.
Let's not get too logical and put the Quaker's oats right next to the own-brand Flocons d'Avoine - it would make shopping far too easy (for the pesky immigrants like me, anyway...)
What is with the French and their relationship to cream? If you haven’t spent heaps of time in France but have an inkling about their cuisine, your answer is likely “Ah yes, they love it, the French put cream it in everything.” Or do they? Because buying cream in France is nigh on impossible. If … Continue reading French Cream
I may have mentioned I run. In my long-story-short style, because I don’t want to bore you and do want to get to the point - which is about speaking French (or not), here’s brief history of my running (or also not!): Birth to teens: not ‘sporty’. Ran a longer run once st school & … Continue reading Running short (of French)
We finally found a weekend to organise a little drinks do so we can meet a few more neighbours and invite the ones we already talk to. It took a few weeks of chatting about it to realise what we’re suggesting is probably an ‘apero’ - which is a Thing in France. We have been … Continue reading Apero-hensive
When we moved to France (at rather short notice) in March last year, we threw our two girls, aged 7 and 9, into the local school. Our experience was one of learning. This article aims to pass on some of our experiences, and lists my tips for smoothing the way in a new school, new … Continue reading Integrating – New School, New Language, New Culture
Sometimes I utter a phrase in French, which, as it leaves my mouth, I know to be utter garbage. Some recognisable words in there but strung together in an ugly melange of tenses that must sound horrible, with perhaps a hopeful colloquialism thrown in for good measure...