etnobofin

Keep cool till after school…

I have no idea how to dress myself. For example, I just bought a couple of t-shirts from New Zealand. An impulse purchase, but I can sort of justify it. On Thursday last week we finished classes for the MBA course, so it seemed to be a good moment to give myself a little reward for getting this far (“celebrate milestones and success” they said on our leadership course). And I needed a few new clothes for a hot summer in the south of France.  Oh, and Tash told me to.

I got an Olly Ohlson After School design, and a Longest Drink in Town tee. They now sit proudly alongside my favourite 1974 Commonwealth Games logo shirt from Little Brother (4 years old and still going strong!). I’m also waiting on a smiley cloud-muffin shirt from JohnnyDurham19 in the UK.

But I’m not sure that my NZ t-shirts translate very well here in France. This summer, while I think my shirt is making a semi-ironic reference to a brand of milkshake from Auckland, the Montpellierians on the tram will think I’m just a sunburnt Englishman with a cartoon giraffe on his chest. But vive la différence and all that…