Have you tried explaining in your native language that you don’t speak that language? They love it.
Have you tried explaining in your native language that you don’t speak that language? They love it.
I went to secondary school at the turn of the millennium and I remember having to go to admin to get my dinner tickets on a Monday, which were worth £1.30, but there was never any shame in it because I don’t think too many kids knew the significance of it; in fact, my mate Danny would always want to buy them off me for £1.50 apiece. This other lad called Liam would sometimes lord it over me because his mum gave him £2 a day for his dinner, but by year 11 he was roundly known as a bit of a prick if I recall correctly, so I was even vindicated in the end.
If you’ve already read a lot of books, you should give If On A Winter’s Night A Traveller a go.
This reminds me of a stupid joke:
“Oh, my car’s been flattened by a big stone, you know one of those massive, round stones?”
“Boulder?”
“MY CAR’S BEEN FLATTENED…”
It means “mixed breed” in Portuguese and Spanish. You’d most often hear the word in South America, where it means some particular mixture of heritage as far as I remember.
A friend of mine once said he’d join the army only because he didn’t have anything to live for, but I ended up helping him get a job on the railway and now he’s a train driver, and a good one at that.
And you’ll have fewer apps installed on your phone, which is something I’ve come to value lately.
there was no way to look up what those words meant to the person writing them
Or what? You’ll whinge about it? Cry about it? Not much else you can do is there?
Rude where? Totally normal here.
Oh. Where I live you just send a photo taken on your phone by email. It’s only so they can say they’ve asked for proof you’re allowed to work here after all.
My downloads directory’s empty, because I organise everything to a laughable degree. People actually get inspired by how organised my PC and phone and so on are.
he was actually a better leader than Starmer
Without looking for a source: I seem to recall he’s the opposition leader who’s caused the most government U-turns in the history of the British parliament.
You could lay a lovely path across your garden and then you’d never be annoyed about it and perhaps you’d even be proud when people use it.
Have they not got emails where you live?
Once, a month or two ago, someone gave me the right of way when I wanted to cross the road next to a blind corner, and I stood there and refused to cross, the driver became visibly agitated, but then another car came screaming around the corner the other way and it would’ve shot me into orbit had it hit me.
Ah, I assume you took the chance to go to Llanfair PG then. Very good, very good.
Without meaning to push your buttons, you’ve defined honour using concepts that have to be further defined to really explain what honour is. Like you could ask what helpful is exactly, would it be helpful to do xyz, etc, and you could argue over it. But then that answers OP’s question I suppose by demonstrating that it’s not known a priori.
How are you getting on with Welsh? What are you using and have you got anyone to practise with?
I did that a lot as a kid, as well as having to scratch e.g. my left arm if I’d just scratched my right arm. I had to put my first step on a new surface with my left foot and the last with my right, and I had a system of sort of aping something I’d just heard by grinding my teeth, which I still sort of do sometimes but only in my head because my teeth have grown in such a way that I can’t really do it any more.
I remember I used to eat a bag of crisps by holding the bag in my right hand and picking with my left, until one day I decided that was stupid, and rather than just giving up dictating which hand did what, I switched hands.