Piss and Vinegar

This little plastic cup and tube have been occupying my mind of late. It turns out as part of my contract I have a routine medical exam which will include peeing into this cup. However, that is the problem. It is literally just a plastic cup with a very small plastic tube in it. Do you pee in the lidless cup or, with no ego here, the really very small tube? Mysteries abound. Who thought pissing in a cup could be difficult? I was expecting something a little more medical. It was also surprising to know the school keep a very large stock of them in the office. I'm going for the tube but it could prove to be difficult. After my last so called routine medical check up in a foreign country it's only going to end in tears.

This week has been really good but I don't know why. School replaced my cancelled classes with two hours of six year olds who speak literally no English other than a list of unrealted words: car, kitchen, pineapple, kitty. The class is also in Pamplona's huge priest training building which is huge, cold and I'm not joking literally every surface has a crucifix built in somehow. To give you an idea here is what the outside looks like



I was dreading it but it was a really nice class. We played bingo and did some cutting and even dabbled in some sticking. I was also presented with a daisy chain and a paper cut of what is either a fish or a bow tie, but either way it was a lovely thought. If my class of eight year olds is anything to go by children get attitude somewhere in the seventh year of their life.

My other classes have been good too. I have learnt a lot about electricity thanks to preparing a class for an engineer, its amazing. I blew my teenagers minds by demonstrating that if you mix the English flag with the Scottish flag you get a Union Jack. One of them also asked me where I'm from and after being told Kent proclaimed, "Where? C*nt?" No Mariana, it makes me a c*nt.

I didn't get to see the leaders debate as registered voters abroad aren't allowed to watch it. I sat on Facebook refreshing following what people were saying via status updates. It seemed quite exciting and above expectations. Who'd have thought it Nick Clegg? Have to say I'm pleased. If only my constituency wasn't already decided.

I have to go and spend some more time trying to unlock the secrets of the paper cup.

love love love x