Living in a Foreign Language by Michael Tucker
Living in a foreign language about sums up my life. I now live in two foreign languages and sometimes feel like my brain has become a blender.
Francesco and I have always spoken in Italian and with my French friends and in my daily life I speak in French. With my mother, my sisters and all my fabulous Aussie friends I speak in English. No wonder I am exhausted at the end of the day when any word could whizz out in any language of it’s own accord. There are moments when I really feel like I have lost control of my ‘c-drive’. Francesco tells me I have my very own language – it’s called Carlese..It takes about half-a-bottle of red wine to understand it!
I have Living in a foreign language tucked into my luggage for Christmas and can’t wait to see what challenges the author strikes. Michael Tucker sounds full of as much zest and love for Italy as moi!! Looking forward to curling up in front of the fire in Puglia to read it.