Blogue d'un québécois expatrié en Angleterre. Comme toute forme d'autobiographie est constituée d'une large part de fiction, j'ai décidé de nommer le blogue Vraie Fiction.
Sunday, 2 September 2012
The strange thing about being an expat is when someone out of the blue recognises when you are from. It happened to me a while ago here, in one of the local wine shops: a Canadian guy working there knew I was Quebecker. He even knew about Chicoutimi, which he visited. So since then I have a contact at the wine shop who helps me choose the right product when I get there (I buy more beer than wine, by the way) and with whom I can speak a few words of French. This planet can be quite small.