You may have come across this blog by chance and are perhaps wondering who is writing it ? Here is a potted bio :
Teacher of English in a French lycée in the Normandy countryside, 50 km from Rouen and an hour on the train from Paris. An English girl in France, living the dream of baguettes, berets and 2CVs,
I first trained in the UK, doing a PGCE in 1988-1989. I started teaching in 1989 in West Sussex and then moved to France in 1991 to be with my handsome Frenchman.
I had to retrain in the French system – CAPES in 1997 and Agrégation in 1998 and I have been teaching at the same school ever since.
My areas of professional interest are : teaching pronunciation ( it is bordering on an obsession), teaching through technology (another obsession) and teaching REAL English, the useful stuff that you can really use when you get off the Eurostar in London on your shopping weekend.
I run training courses for the Académie de Rouen in various areas of specialisation : mainly teaching English to non-specialists i.e. people who want to teach their subject in English but who are not specialist language teachers and, since September 2014, working with a group of headteachers who all want to improve on their language skills in a professional context.
My out-of-work interests are : dancing, musical comedies, my garden, my painting and fiddling with manual stuff. I am a faithful supporter of my kids’ football and handball teams. I adore listening to my sons playing the piano, wishing I could play myself and doing a great job of accompanying them terribly on lead vocals !!
Since September 2014, we have four hens in our garden and a regular supply of fresh eggs. I adore my girlies and spend a lot of time talking to them, to the great amusement of my sons !! However I would like to publicly declare here that any stories circulating about me reading them bedtime stories and giving them goodnight kisses are pure fiction, made up by my eldest son !!
I heartily dislike : housework, paperwork, spiders (eek), grumpy people and people stuck in a rut. I need constant change as I bore very easily.
BTW I bring home lots of baguette in my home-made baguette bag, I have hats that are sort-of berets but my handsome Frenchman definitely does not wear one and one day, I will have a 2CV !!