My mother and I went shopping in the big city today, which we've never really done together just the both of us. So when we got there, my mum decided that she fancied a coffee, so I had a hot chocolate and a cookie and that was that.
I then finished my hot chocolate and this was staring back at me at the bottom of the mug:
I also started brushing up a bit on my French on the way back, seeing as Paris is only a few days away. Yeah, it didn't quite go to plan...
But at least I can order a sandwich (sort of) and ask where the toilets are. That's got to count for something!
I could always point!