Greetings once again from the Czech Republic. Just a quick blog today. Been a very busy time here with the grandson having tests in hospital but looking good so far. Three days ago I was wearing shorts and a tee shirt basking in 24 degree heat and warm nights. Now it’s cold. Minus 1 last night and winter is knocking on the door. The lesson next time is to take thicker clothing and a coat, not a few shirts, one pair of jeans and a jacket that lets in every icy blast. The locals walk about in thick coats and scarves while I shiver in a shirt that’s too thin, even in summer. What an idiot…a cold bone numbing one at that. My wife keeps saying buy a coat but I’m not doing that. I’m British! Stiff upper lip and all that. Mind you I was frozen stiff last night so I might have to weaken.
I did, however learn a very valuable lesson the other day in the fruit shop. My wife said quite loudly,” Do you want a peach?” So I turned and said,”No thanks I don’t fancy one. I’ve gone off peaches.” A few people turned and looked at us both, one woman tutting and shaking her eastern european head. “You sure?” I was gazing at the size of the cabbage. Man alive it was the size of a grizzly bears head. ” No peach for me thanks.” I’ve always found that hard bit in the middle is a bugger to swallow. “Mam!” My daughter whispered . “You can’t say that…” Looking embarrassed. “What?…Peach?” More shaking of heads and a few unintelligible words spoken. “Why? What’s up with peach?” What is it that can be so offensive about a fruit? Well it turns out it sounds identical to a swearword in Czech…the one beginning with C…..it’s a wonder we didn’t get thrown out and banished forever. This language barrier is definitely a bit of a problem. When I say Dobre Den (good morning) I’m saying it wrong apparently. Its like I’m saying, ” GoodddMOorrnning!” No wonder I get a few funny looks. This Czech lingo is doing my head in. I spit every time I say goodbye. “Naskledano!” and the people around me wipe their faces. I’ll keep my mask on next time to save them a drenching.
And not just the language. I still struggle to understand that they drive on the wrong side of the road (ours is the correct side obviously!) Nearly been taken out by a couple of irate cyclists and a bus driver. One of the cyclists shouted out at me as he swerved by, his knees going ten to the dozen. “PEACH!!!!!!” Thanks for that pal….