{"id":925,"date":"2010-12-13T14:58:00","date_gmt":"2010-12-13T14:58:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/ink.verticalplus.co.uk\/archive\/?p=925"},"modified":"2010-12-13T14:58:00","modified_gmt":"2010-12-13T14:58:00","slug":"andrew-mccallum-crawford-on-more-of-the-weird-and-wonderful-2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/andrew-mccallum-crawford-on-more-of-the-weird-and-wonderful-2\/","title":{"rendered":"Andrew McCallum Crawford on more of the weird and wonderful"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><font size=\"2\"><span style=\"font-weight: bold; font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\">The Weird and Wonderful World of TEFL&nbsp; #11 &#8211; #14<\/span><br style=\"font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\"><br style=\"font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\"><span style=\"font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\"># 11\u2028\u2028<\/span><br style=\"font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\"><span style=\"font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\">Yanni brings me a bottle of Amstel and returns to his corner. I pour a glassful. It&#39;s flat. &#39;Yanni!&#39; He comes over. &#39;There&#39;s no bubbles in this beer.&#39; What a translator I am! Yanni picks up the bottle and peers at it. Then he puts his thumb over the end and gives it a good shake. He looks again. &#39;There&#39;s bubbles in it now,&#39; he says. He places the bottle on the table and returns to his corner.<\/span><br style=\"font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\"><br style=\"font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\"><span style=\"font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\"># 12<\/span><br style=\"font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\"><span style=\"font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\">\u2028The Astoria had two toilets, one marked &#39;Ladies&#39; and one marked &#39;Gents&#39;. They were identical &#8211; a wee window high up on the wall and a hole in the floor. No one bothered with the &#39;Ladies&#39; and &#39;Gents&#39; distinction; the footpads were unisex. Julie pulled Yanni up about the state of the place. &#39;That&#39;s some excuse you&#39;ve got for a ladies&#39; toilet,&#39; she said. Yanni looked at me and winked. &#39;What&#39;s the problem, Julie?&#39; he said. &#39;Ye go in there tae take a dump, no tae eat yer dinner.&#39; Julie was having none of it. &#39;You know what I mean,&#39; she said. Yanni laughed. &#39;Julie,&#39; he said. &#39;If ye don&#39;t like the Ladies, yaze the Gents.&#39;<\/span><br style=\"font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\"><br style=\"font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\"><span style=\"font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\"># 13<\/span><br style=\"font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\"><span style=\"font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\">Gerry seems pleased. &#39;That&#39;s the hot water back on,&#39; he says. &#39;What happened?&#39; I ask. &#39;The landlord showed me this switch on the wall when I arrived,&#39; he says. &#39;Click. A wee red light came on. At the start of December there was a bang, and it went off.&#39; He&#39;d had his immersion heater on for two months. That was four months ago. He whacks a bottle of Badedas Africa onto the table. &#39;I&#39;ll be soaping it up tonight!&#39; he says.<\/span><br style=\"font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\"><br style=\"font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\"><span style=\"font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\"># 14<\/span><br style=\"font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\"><span style=\"font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\">Hassle at the kiosk. It&#39;s surrounded by Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Ten. Without the funny costumes. &#39;I am an American sailor!&#39; the leader barks at the old woman inside. He has to stoop. She doesn&#39;t understand what he is, she just wants paid for the phone call. The police arrive. I step in. &#39;You&#39;re fucked, mate,&#39; I tell the leader. &#39;AT&amp;T cards don&#39;t work in Greece.&#39; He takes a swig of Johnny Red out of his bottle. &#39;I am an American sailor!&#39; he screams. The kiosk is about to get trashed. The police leave. I&#39;m right behind them.<\/span><br style=\"font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\"><br style=\"font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\"><br style=\"font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\"><span style=\"font-weight: bold; font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\">* <a href=\"http:\/\/andrewmccallumcrawford.blogspot.com\/2010\/04\/scottish-writer-andrew-mccallum.html\">Andrew McCallum Crawford<\/a><\/span><span style=\"font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\"> is a Scottish writer who lives in Greece. His work has appeared in Lines Review and the Athens News. His first novel, <a href=\"http:\/\/www.amazon.co.uk\/Drive-Andrew-McCallum-Crawford\/dp\/9609929605\">Drive!<\/a>, a comic tale of 1980s Edinburgh, rock music and attempted murder, is available from Skepdek Publishing.<\/span><br style=\"font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\"><span style=\"font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\">&nbsp;<\/span><br style=\"font-family: Courier New,Courier,mono;\"><\/font><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>The Weird and Wonderful World of TEFL&nbsp; #11 &#8211; #14# 11\u2028\u2028Yanni brings me a bottle of Amstel and returns to his corner. I pour a glassful. It&#39;s flat. &#39;Yanni!&#39; He comes over. &#39;There&#39;s no bubbles in this beer.&#39; What a translator I am! Yanni picks up the bottle and peers at it. 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