We're still trying to be a) but are still firmly in b)
I'm rubbish at languages, always have been, but thought that with lessons, listening, watching and more lessons, I'd be better than I am.
Funnily enough, we were being talked about in the bar yesterday. People forget that I know more than I let on. But it was nice stuff
Not like our neighbours, they call him the burro
or the pretend farmer
But, I can honestly say, that in the time here, I've learnt more than I ever did in the Algarve. Even though we were the only English in the village, everyone tried their English on us and so I learnt the local way of speaking,
Up here, very different, Yes, I know it's the same language, but think Geordie and Cornish
I am sorry you had to meet some of group c) Ally, here are still a few up here, who we avoid. They have their coffee mornings, books club, sewing club and other activities, all of which are frequented by English, with a few other nationalities, but very rarely, the Portuguese. They even only use two coffee shops in the town
because the owners speak English.
We had a few similar experiences in the Algarve. One time, we apologised to to Sr Fernando, because of the ignorance of the English customers, the other, this bloke shouted across the rather wide street, "'Ere, where did you get that f####$## English paper"