It’s pretty weird knowing your children are effortlessly mastering a language that you are still grappling with after some years of study. Weirder still; I am absolutely deaf to their developing accent – that of Provence. Is it to the Parisiens what a Geordie accent is to Londoners? Or a Texan accent to New Yorkers? Husband reckons it’s a sing-songy accent, influenced by the proximity to Italy.
What I can spot though is the classic ‘eng’ ending in Provence-speak. Thus demeng mateng at the boulangerie I will buy some peng. If you get my drift.