Thats it.....I have definitely now been living here long enough to be losing control of the English language! Sometimes I simply cannot remember the English word I need and can only remember the French instead. Whilst in the UK last week I wanted to say something was not compulsory but hard as I tried could only remember the French equivalent of "Obligatoire" which seems to flow off the tongue more easily!
When I do remember the English words they are the wrong ones. Today in the supermarche I asked Mark in the fruit and vegetable section to get me a bunch of pyjamas. He must also be losing the plot because he did in fact come back with bananas and last week he told me it was so hot he was going to go "berlingo" under his shorts.......he actually meant commando!
Heaven knows what I`ll be like when I do finally lose the plot ! My grandmother was quite early to lose her memory which was so difficult as she lived to a grand old age of 96! My mother was even younger , was totally unaware and was as happy as a lark! She would have eaten ice cream cones all day if we had let her as she couldn`t remember how many she had already scoffed!!! One morning we took her fishing to a carp lake in Dorset , sat her down with a rod and a picnic and she caught the hugest carp you have ever seen that put all us other anglers to shame!!! Later that night we asked if she was proud of her catch to which she replied "what fish?.....I have never been fishing in my life"!!!!!
What worries me is that I may already have gone and do not know I have gone , I may be bizarre already and everyone is afraid to tell me!!!! Show me the ice creams I say!
But my purchase of this divine cherub at an early morning brocante was not an act of madness. I was delighted when I found him and due to his condition and old glass eyes I paid quite a large sum for my treasure.
A little later and a few stands further along I saw another and then as the day progressed a larger one and then an even larger one! So, he is the latest reproduction to hit the market and any antique dealer that tells you they never make mistakes is telling a huge one! After 25 years of dealing in decorative antiques I am still gullible!!! Fortunately I love him but it is a good kick up the derriere to remind me to be very careful.
Until tomorrow............or is that until tomato?