“I mog di, kruzifix!” (04. – 10.02.2013)

Die 17. Woche meiner Sprachassistenz begann mit einer netten Geste meinerseits, denn ich hatte mich entschlossen, dem Musiklehrer an meiner Schule, der mir gute Tipps für das Vorsingen in der Vorwoche gegeben hatte, eine gute Flasche Rotwein zu schenken und er freute sich sehr. Außerdem an diesem Tag: Ich telefonierte im staff room mit meiner Mamsch (natürlich auf Stoasteirisch), was meine Kolleginnen recht amüsant fanden. Sarah meinte: “Klingt ein bisschen wie Bayrisch … da heißt ‘Ich mag dich’ auch ‘I mog di, kruzifix!'” 😀 Abends: Probe für das Joint Choral-Konzert am Samstag. Am Dienstagmorgen telefonierte ich wieder, dieses Mal allerdings...

Derby Nightlife Music – I don’t like you.

It’s been more than four months now since I moved to Derby – a city I generally like a lot. The only thing I absolutely dislike, though, is its nightlife music. Before I came to the UK, I thought there’d be loads of great clubs, offering splendid music (I am thinking of alternative stuff, great rock tunes, electro, maybe metal and so on). But the reality is very different. What you get when you’re going out in Derby is the same thing over and over again. It’s all about chart (= main stream) music. And that’s true for pretty much...

“You’re in!” (28.01. – 03.02.2013)

Week #16 started with a short trip up to Ashbourne, a lovely market town 30 min north of Derby. Michael and I explored various (independent) shops and the local church, craving for a warm place to stay as it was really cold that day. We ended up in a pub of course.^^ On Tuesday, Michael had to go back to Austria and to sort out the broken side mirror of his rental car (yeeeah, some streets in Derby are very narrow indeed). I spent most of the day practicing for my audition for Derby Bach Choir on Wednesday and was...