I now know how many french words an english person is meant to be able to cope with!
It is 18!
We have been trying to win a french cottage in The Daily Mail's competition. Each day you have to collect a word to submit. Until today we have been given such French fancies as; croissant, baguette, fromage, pommes, bonjour.
After 18 days we have hit a brick wall. Todays word is....... strawberries. Apparently fraises is just that bit too foreign for any red blooded english man or woman to have to cope with, despite the fact that it is plastered over the packaging of any strawberry related item in a supermarket in these days of imported goods.
Or maybe it is just because it is St Georges Day they didn't want anything French to taint our celebrations.
I await tomorrows word with baited breath.
1 comment:
I'm sorry: I really hate being a pedant, but it's bated. From the verb bate, which in turn is derived from abated.
So, so sorry.
I'll try not to do it again.
I just can't help it.
Sorry.
... en retenant son souffle
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