obsession 27 August 2008
Now you all know that Himself is learning Russian and a bit fanatical about it – he had a lesson from a brilliant teacher every morning he was at the Edinburgh Festival, then went on to see circa 7 shows a day – busy…She is cruel to him about pronounciation et cetera and he loves it (hmm). And now to prove his obsession (as if we needed to know it was that) he is taking Skype lessons from her a few times a week (that’s like a space age video phone call, for those of you as ignorant as myself). To top it off, our architects have asked us to join them in Moscow (where they have a flat) at the weekend and we’re off there so Hubby can practise his Russian skills and I will ‘just’ have a fab time. We have been once before but it was minus 25 to 30 over a New Year (and wonderful) – don’t think it’ll be quite as cold this time of year…well, hope not as I don’t think we’ll be going dressed/prepared for that.
In the meantime, The G is happIER that the little visiting scut is banished but she won’t be happy to be abandoned again (my own mum will take charge) – if only that cat would fly (or travel at all) she could have her own passport and be brung along…but will she listen? will she ****
I expect all my notes for the rewrites tomorrow onwards so it’s back to the grindstone there. Lots of positive response so far though (mind you, when that feedback is in writing it’s a little more permanent and cutting and has to be dealt with) The casual days are nearing an end again…for the moment…
