Bournemouth, week three - part one

Monday, am
Lover boy from L6 (moved up to my class) walks in after break time escorted by secretary (or whatever his role in the office is), and shows off his knowledge of other languages by telling me “I love you” in Italian, Spanish, Turkish, and possibly Chinese?...
We are quickly revising adjectives for descriptions, and the phrase “she/he’s not my type” comes up, so I ask around what their type of woman is… So, blonde, tall, slim women with large boobs, be informed that there is a whole class of over-20 students waiting for you – room 7, every day, between 9.15 and 15.30.

Monday, pm
Ok, I knew that for Ramadan you can’t eat during the day, guys. This morning I found out that you’re also not allowed to smoke. But I would have never expected that you cannot listen to music?? So, about 10 minutes after the start of my pm lesson, ENTIRELY based on two songs (which took me an evening to prepare), nice Saudi guy asks to have a word with me…outside. Scary. And I find out about the music problem…
Right, so…half my lessons for this week have to be re-planned, as most of them include at least one tiny song at the end, just to lighten things up… Crumbs.

And in 66b…
Which is where I live…
How is it that whenever I walk out of my room for a glass of water or something, landlady needs to go to the kitchen too, and tries to get a conversation started? I am almost afraid she will come up with some chat-up line, one of these days… Then again, as she’s going to chuck me out in a few weeks, it doesn’t really make sense, doesn’t it? Also, I suppose she’s just an old(ish) woman who is alone all day and would like to chat, but who is DEFINITELY not used to having people around… But please people, if you ever find me listening to radio4 first thing in the morning while having breakfast, at the loudest possible volume, please, please, shoot me there and then, ok? Ta.

In other news…
There isn’t one muscle in my legs that is not currently aching… But brave as I am, not only am I going running tomorrow after school, I have also booked a yoga lesson for Wednesday evening… How exciting, I know.