I decided to go for a swim. The water in our local pool is quite cold.
A (French) man comes swimming up to me and starts chatting, he has a familiar face but I can’t place him.
He talks about it being frigid, but asks me if it’s better now. I say yes, it’s hot outside but the water is cool and refreshing. He swims away with a bemused smile on his face.
I go home. I remember who the man was.
He’s a local small-business owner who sold and installed our new fridge-freezer. He wasn’t talking about the pool, he was asking me how our new ‘frigo’ is and if it’s better than the old one.
One day I hope to speak French perfectly. But today is not that day.
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