My French course got off to a spluttering start today as the hulking great oaf that is Shaun introduced himself to the class as my 'partner'. A clinical term at the best of times and highly inappropriate today as all the lovely, young Uni students now think I am shacked up with Monsieur Hairy Hands. I was utterly dismayed at this false revelation and sought to set the record straight but my explanation was cut short by a terse tutor and a listening exercise. I shall endevour to make it clear to everyone next week that Shaun and I are not a couple but simply two men seeking beaucoup d'amour avec les femmes. Although that sentence alone may get me thrown off the course. Not that I care, Miss Loving is talking my language online most evenings. I shall say no more.
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