Our second medic, M, likes to talk. But his English isn't what it perhaps should be in a multinational operation. Nevertheless, this doesn't stop him from communicating his thoughts vividly, which sometimes leads to hilarious expressions.
Like when we were considering a surprise visit by a Swedish rifle squad, who wanted dinner without having ordered it in advance, M suggested the we "give them the green bus", meaning the green bags that the combat rations are packed in.
Or, when we were sitting down at the briefing on the day that we had discovered that there were mice in our cellar, M declared that "there is Moses in our cheddar".
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This morning I woke up to a nightmare in which I was visiting you there with Rasmus the dog. (In the dream he was white instead of black/brown.) I dreamt that I was trying to sleep but continuous sounds of war kept me awake and terrified. When I woke up I didn't know where I was for a few seconds. I can tell you that I was relieved when I realised that I was in my own bed.
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