I am feeling so very pleased with myself. I just spent the last half hour sitting at the counter of my local café chatting to the owner about the history of Algeria and France, immigration and the recession. I think I understood about of one word in twenty but that’s not the point. The point is I’m now one of those people that pops into their ‘local’, has their ‘usual (‘café alongeé un petit peu du lait) and has a chat with the ‘other’ regulars!

Two weeks ago I was the solitary foreign woman who sat on her own with a notebook, now I am the single foreign woman who speaks shite French. Progression!