I am not too gifted in the linguistic department.
Worst example of this holiday was my attempt to explain about a traffic jam which started at a place called Platja d'Ajo, when I to the bemusement quickly followed by amusement of my friends called it Plat de Jour. Errh, wrong. But not as badly wrong as my request in France for that well known dessert, Tarte aux Pomme de Terre at which even my daughter then aged only 7 cracked up.
Remembering that still makes me blush.
Z and Wink get our timings wrong
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We're planning a couple of days in London, but we've made a mistake. We
intended to go to a play on a Friday evening, a matinée on Saturday
afternoon an...
3 hours ago
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