A woman brought in her mum's coats today and kept telling me which one was the good one, as if I might miss it amongst the bags. I said we'd take care with them and she looked so relieved I felt a bit useless, standing there holding a coat hanger. After she'd gone I needed a minute in the back room. I still have the coat that looks like Granny's and can't imagine handing it across a counter to someone who might just call it stock. Usually I can make a joke and get on, but today I didn't fancy it. One of the volunteers made tea without asking what was wrong. We talked about the window instead, which was exactly enough.

One of the lads stayed behind to apologise for kicking off last week when I stopped his sparring. He'd brought it up himself, no parent stood behind him making faces. I said fair enough, next session we start again, then spent the rest of the evening proper chuffed about it. Sounds daft getting that much out of an apology, but I remember being his age and thinking backing down meant everyone had beaten you. I nearly rang my old coach on the walk home, just out of habit, before remembering I can't. Been years now. Told my girlfriend instead and she listened through the whole explanation, even the boxing bits she already knows.

Mum took me round Kejetia to look for a particular cloth and somehow her legs did not receive the message that we had been walking for two hours. I was sweating under my bag and kept changing which shoulder carried it, while she was greeting people as if she had just arrived. At one stall we sat down and the woman put a little fan towards my face, ei, I could have stayed there until closing. The cool air dried the sweat at my temples and suddenly I noticed how hungry I was. Bought food before we continued. Mum said the young one needed refuelling, meanwhile she ate half my egg oo.

Four dogs, damp wind, Rivelin. The descent was slippery enough that I kept my steps short and felt it in my thighs by the bottom, more than in the knee for once. Back at the van I took my gloves off and my hands were steaming faintly in the cold air. Hadn't noticed how warm I'd got under the coat. The first mouthful of tea was too hot, the second about right, and I stood there with it while the dogs settled into their crates. By the time I got home my cheeks felt tight from the wind. The lad said I looked sunburnt. Told him Sheffield had made a special arrangement. Boots off was the best part of the evening.

Band practice was excellent until we reached the bit where you're apparently meant to possess enough air for the entire phrase, rather than my preferred system of starting confidently and hoping some more arrives! Came off with my lips buzzing and tried explaining a quiz question to my partner while half my mouth still belonged to the cornet. She understood about four words and one of those was PUB. Fair assessment. Had a mug of tea and sat quiet for a minute because making noise had actually become a physical effort, a rare medical event in this cottage. By the time she'd put her shoes away I was ready to tell her the whole rehearsal, including the bit she'd already heard through the wall.

মাইক্রোস্কোপের ছবি দেখে দাম তুলছিলাম, ছেলে ফোনে বলল যেটা সস্তা সেটা নিলে পরে আবার বদলাতে হতে পারে। ঠিক কথা, কিন্তু দাম বেশি হলেই আমার কাজের হবে, সেটাও তো না। দোকানে যে কাজগুলো চোখ কুঁচকে করতে হয় সেগুলো লিখে রাখসি, এখন দেখব কোনটায় সত্যি সুবিধা পাব। ভিডিওতে লোকটা খুব তাড়াতাড়ি হাত চালায়, দেখে সহজ লাগে, থামিয়ে দেখলে বুঝি ওই টুকু জায়গায় আমার পুরো মন দিতে হবে। পাশের দোকানে একটা আছে, গিয়ে একটু দেখে আসতে পারি। ধার চাইব না, কিনবার আগে দেখব। ওরা আবার ভাববে শিখতে গেছি। ভাবুক, টাকা আমার, না দেখে খরচ করব কেন।

Le garçon de terminale a passé devant moi en parlant avec une fille et il m'a seulement fait bonjour de la tête. Je réponds pas vite à ses messages mais quand même il pouvait s'arrêter. Ma copine a vu ma figure et elle a commencé à rire donc j'ai ri plus fort. Après je lui ai demandé c'est qui la fille juste pour savoir. Elle dit que je suis jalouse, NON, je veux savoir c'est tout. J'ai regardé mon téléphone plusieurs fois après les cours et j'ai même pas ouvert son ancien message. S'il écrit ce soir je vais répondre normalement, pas tout de suite comme si j'attendais.

En marchant avec ma blonde, je lui ai affirmé qu'un petit bâtiment avait été une épicerie avant de devenir des bureaux. J'avais vu une vieille photo, j'en étais certain. En cherchant ce soir, j'ai retrouvé l'épicerie deux rues plus loin, même corniche, pas du tout la même adresse. Ce qui m'intéresse maintenant, c'est le souvenir parfaitement net que j'avais fabriqué du bon coin de rue. Je peux lui envoyer la correction, ce n'est pas un enjeu, mais je me demande combien de mes explications sur le quartier tiennent grâce au même assemblage. Il faudrait marcher avec mes photos plutôt qu'avec ma seule assurance.

اپنی شادی کے بعد کام جاری رکھنے والی بات کا پورا جملہ ذہن میں کئی بار بنا چکی ہوں، مگر منگیتر کی کال آتی ہے تو پہلے اس کے دن کا پوچھتی ہوں، پھر گھر کی باتیں، پھر وقت ختم۔ وہ منع نہیں کرتا، میں نے صاف پوچھا ہی نہیں، اس لیے اس کی طرف سے جواب خود بنانا بھی ٹھیک نہیں۔ مجھے صرف اتنا نہیں جاننا کہ مشین ساتھ لے جا سکتی ہوں یا نہیں؛ جگہ، وقت، گاہک، سب کا خیال ہے۔ کاغذ پر لکھا تو بات اتنی بڑی نہیں رہی جتنی رات کو سوچتے ہوئے بنتی ہے۔ پھر بھی فون کے سامنے وہ کاغذ رکھنے میں جھجک آ رہی ہے، جیسے اپنی پسند کا کام مانگنا کوئی ضد ہو۔ ابھی کاغذ الماری میں نہیں رکھا، میز پر ہی پڑا ہے۔

Im Arabischkurs bin ich an einer Wendung hängen geblieben, die ich Wort für Wort verstanden habe und als Ganzes trotzdem nicht recht gebrauchen konnte. Meine Kollegin gab mir zwei Alltagssituationen dazu, viel hilfreicher als die weitere Erklärung, die ich schon im Wörterbuch suchte. Ich sammle gern Bedeutungen, aber beim Sprechen muss ich entscheiden, welche davon ich jetzt wirklich meine. Vielleicht deshalb lese ich so viel lieber, dort kann ich eine Unklarheit mit einem Bleistiftstrich versehen und weiterlesen. Morgen will ich ihr den kleinen Satz noch einmal sagen, ohne vorher eine halbe Vorlesung über meine Zweifel zu halten. Das wird der schwierigere Teil.