— When you were younger, how did you use to
spend the summer holiday?
— We always spent out summer holiday as a family
and every year we went to the same place — a
small seaside town on the north coast of Spain
called Laredo. Do you know it?
— No, I don’t.
— Well, everyone there could speak English so there
wasn’t really any need for us to speak Spanish,
but my father insisted on speaking it at every
opportunity. The awful thing was that no one
could understand him because he used to invent
words — add an ‘a’ or an ‘o’ to an English word
and think that that made it Spanish. Anyway,
when we were first there, it didn’t use to bother
me because I didn’t speak Spanish myself at that
time. But then I started learning it at school and I
realized just how bad his Spanish was.
— A bit embarrassing, yeah?
— Yeah, it was. We used to eat out a lot and I
hated that because I was sure that all the waiters
and other people in the restaurant were laughing
at him. And I remember on one occasion he said
something extremely rude and he didn’t even
realize. It was so embarrassing.
— I can imagine.