H is for Hobbies
A new year. New skills. I have decided to learn Dutch, courtesy of
FutureLearn, an offshoot of the Open University. A big attraction is that the
course is free (and Dutch is the only language on offer). My decision has,
however, been met with some amusement.
Alyson, a friend from my online Writing Group, Writers Abroad, wrote:
“Arghh! Good luck with the Dutch, Doreen. Having lived in Holland for five
years, all I learned was that they speak excellent English!” While Angela,
another WA friend who has also lived in Holland, wished me “Veel success met de
cursus!” What’s the problem? It sounds easy.
However, Bertine, a local
Dutch friend, was worried. She cautioned: “Just a little warning. You can still
unsubscribe from that Dutch course dear. That language is bound to damage your
vocal cords and worse, clog up your brain. I would feel terribly guilty if I
hadn’t warned you.” (Note how good her English is…)
I have also decided
to take up oil painting. Janice, a member of my Women’s Group has offered to
run classes. She claims she can teach anyone to paint. So Ginny and I —
combined ability, zero — are going along. There are some among you who will
remember my previous foray into the art world. After a day painstakingly panting
a green pepper, I took my masterpiece home. “What do you think it is?” I asked
Gavin. He looked worried. “Is it a frog…”
Watch this space.