Tuesday, January 20, 2004

You speek Engleesh?

Ahhh, if the joys of being an English speaker in a foreign land mean that I have to go to Molly Blooms on a Monday night, down a few pints (or half-litres) of Kilkenny, eat a few chips (commendably supported by smoked salmon), hear a few bars of 'Whisky in the Jar' - all in return for some translation work (translate = review a small document and just check there are no dodgy bits) on the premises, then I guess I'll just have to force myself to carry on living...