Continuing my occasional series on Great TEFL Wasters, allow me to cast my mind back to Jason, a typically chirpy Londoner I met whilst teaching in Italy. As with most London lads, he fancied himself as a bit of a player , with just fashionably long curly hair and a cocky patter that veritably flowed off the tongue. He was unique in that, during the whole time I knew him, I only ever heard him employ one adjective for a myriad of situations - the brilliantly versatile " unnatural ". When I once pointed out a rather fetching female to him in a nightclub, he whined, "Cor, strike me, that's unnatural, innit?" Another time, I invited him to stop in a bar for a coffee , to which he responded, "Coffee? Nah, I don't drink coffee, mate, it's unnatural, innit, coffee?" His profuse perspiration I'd noted on a not particularly hot day was explained away with, "Yeah, I've always sweated a lot, it's unnatural, innit?" And so it went...
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I relish a challenge. Prepare for a course in Bildung.
My blog was hijacked and besmirched by my bingedrinking sister-in-law and so I had to clean out the Augean stables that she left behind and start afresh.
Luckily, for the last 3 days, I have had the steadying hand of a progressive medic on my tiller and much else besides. I am proud to stand in front of you detoxed, botoxed and with slightly more collagen than strictly necessary. Gadjo, you would know me anywhere. CLdeM Pouncer xx
What exactly am I supposed to do? Do I watch 12 films? Or do I try and remember 12 films? And you know how scared I am of Mrs Boyo.