Yes, here it is: another Monday blog! Three weeks have passed already since I published the last one. I did start putting something on paper last weekend, but then the sun took hold of me. And that’s how a new week dawned in which it was time for five full nights of Sanremo, the historic …
Have you ever introduced yourself as an independent washing machine at a fairly important first meeting? You guessed it, I did. Oh, all those delightful moments when you – so blissfully unaware of any wrongdoing – make huge language blunders. It’s all part of learning a new language and enthusiastically putting it into practice too. …
Moving abroad is one thing. Learning a new language is another. The fact that Italians are true language artists whom I seriously suspect of constantly inventing new words does not really make things easier. Not easier, perhaps, but definitely more fun. Because no matter what we talk about, and no matter what I say, in …