Flying Drunkards and Dead Elephants – When Languages go Wrong!

What is the most important thing when learning languages? Not to worry about making mistakes and to have a good laugh if you make one! I come from a family of linguists, I speak seven languages, my father spoke six, my mother speaks five and even my English hubby speaks four, and boy have we laughed at…

When a Public Apology to an Offended Finn Goes Wrong

How do you offend a Finn? Very easy, sometimes all you need is Glögi and gingerbread and it all goes horribly wrong! Many years ago, hubby and I had the bright idea of serving free Glögi, a traditional warm Finnish mulled wine, to members of the local Golf Club. It was meant to be a nice way…

Superheroes and Sangria

You know when people talk about their strange neighbours and you suddenly realise that you must be the token “strange neighbour” on your street. And no, it’s not just because I’m Finnish and we have odd customs or because we have a pet parrot that makes our house look like a cannabis factory…it’s because of…

Fifty Shades of Claret and Blue

Did you know that if you’re a true West Ham fan, your football team is present in your home and in your life at all times, including your bedroom? Over the last 20 years, we have changed our foreign travel plans, our social calendar and an array of important occasions to accommodate our love for…

Rudolph the Reindeer and a Flying Finn

Before working in marketing, I had a string of “strange” jobs. I’ve worked on a ship, caddied at golf tournaments and worked as an airhostess. I really enjoyed my time as cabin crew in the 80’s working for a medium sized airline, flying to Lapland one day and to Los Angeles another day! So many funny stories happened over the years…

Plastered People and Scouse with Subtitles

“Your English is so good” I often hear people comment. Well after 20 years in England, so it should be. I was actually already fluent in English before I moved to England so surely there was never going to be a language problem? Wrong. You see, in Finland we get taught “Queen’s English” or “BBC English”, totally ignoring…

The Curious Custom of Cards

This week  I had to venture to Bluewater, our local shopping mall with over 300 shops as hubby’s birthday was around the corner. Not a problem, as I had a hit list of only three items and knew I would be in and out fairly quickly…. Wrong. I had forgotten about the curious British custom of cards!…

The Moomins and Paolo Di Canio

Some people may not agree with me, but I have always been open with hubby about my “secret crushes” on other men. And before you get worried, can I just reassure you that these crushes are on a few and selected famous and unobtainable men and not on a random chap next door! We actually…

Finnish Ancestry and Fazer Blue

I’ve had a couple of busy months behind me, so apologies for not having had the energy to blog. My time was taken up by not only such normal things as work and a hectic life, but also the most sinister tonsillitis you could ever imagine, lasting for five weeks! I ended up visiting the…

The Strange Neighbours with a Spoilt Parrot

Some of you might already know that our family does not only consist of hubby and a teenage son, but also a spoilt parrot who likes tummy rubs and Finnish gingerbread. I have had pet birds for 30 years and have had Zebra finches (Oscar, Olga and Orville), a peach faced Lovebird (Sascha) followed by…