Lessons

We are still doing our English lessons twice a week and have six in the class plus one 5 month old who seems to fall asleep the moment I start . In fact I think Mum brings him so the little one can get a good afternoon sleep.

When I worked for British Airways years ago we introduced a pre business class product called Elizabethan Class. It was a disaster being over the top in terms of offerings ( mead and all kinds of odd food offerings) but still with economy seats when the Far East airlines like Singapore were already offering business class individual seats. To go with the Elizabethan theme but bring it up to date we ran an hour long film on H.M. Queen Elizabeth II and her family, and unless you were a real royal fan it was not great. After sometime it was decided to ditch the film and we announced it to the US press expecting some expression of relief from the travelling public. Instead I got a letter in my office in Washington from one of our most regular Black and Decker customers. He begged me to review the decision . He said he had always suffered from never sleeping on overnight flights and had tried all cures from 8 huge Bloody Marys to sleeping pills to no effect. But 10 mins into the Queen film he was out like a light and slept like a baby all the way to London.

But back to the lessons. I teach the barbers basic English and Geraldine teaches the younger lads more advanced English . My guys are keen to learn English so they can help their children with homework and also look at ways to expand their hairdressing business as tourism takes off in Puglia. The young lads want to improve their skills to get on in life.

One is 16 years old and wants to be an engineer . He is already at a Technical College but the English teacher there does no conversational lessons at all. If he can pass a conversational exam he can go to the UK to learn English for 2 months courtesy of the EU so Geraldine has a goal. He will come back singing :

In summer the men that deliver the wood in winter switch their trucks over to be water carriers by putting a tank on the back. Around the area are bore holes that tap into the underground rivers that flow beneath Puglia and they go to these centres to fill the tanks prior to delivery. My rainwater tank holds some 45,000 litres but by last Wednesday we only had around 10,000 litres left so I called Mario. He is over within the hour and puts 6,000 litres into the tank.My driveway with its right angled turn prevents me getting a big truck with 20,000 litres.

Mario charges €30 but I know others get it for €25. I have often thought of changing but Mario responds very quickly and is a hell of a nice guy to boot. His neighbour is a Welshman who comes to visit during school holidays ( he is a university professor) and Mario told me yesterday he and his family have been invited to Wales for Christmas and they are looking forward to it. His host and his family speak Welsh at home he said which sounds very like the way you speak  Italian. Maybe I’ve just gone off him !!

I remember having to learn Men of Harlech at school when 9 years old but luckily not in Welsh and whilst putting my porridge in the fridge instead of the microwave I can still recite it. Funny this memory thing isn’t it.

 

About hereinpuglia

Retired to Puglia after some 40 years in the travel industry working for P&O Lines, British Airways, Alamo rent-a-car,Abercrombie&Kent, owner of Quest Tours and Travel and finally Thomas Cook. Married to Geraldine we now have a small house with too much land near the town of Martina Franca in Puglia. Two kids one married and living in Hong Kong and the other single and living in London. No dogs, no cats no animals.
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