Monday 22 August 2011

Sunday Afternoon.

Nuclear family with two small boys sit near you in the park. They are foreign so you relax.
They are speaking a beautiful European language.

You ask what it is.
It is German.

You would have never guessed German.

Think how an international female spy would not only have known it was German, but would have been able to understand and fluently speak the language.

Sincerely and intensely for not the first time rue the fact that you never became an international female spy.