As silly as it may seem, being far too young to remember 1989, Wednesday was still emotional for me. The memorial content on the Liverpool website made me start crying a little. But, what I was grateful for, was that not one of my students mocked me for us having been kicked out of Champions League on Tuesday night. None of them, not the Chelsea fans, not the Man United fans, so much as mentioned the match. I thanked them for that before we all left, and one of my (really quite hot) United fans said he’d even been rooting for us a little. My students are awesome. They have their grammar- and translation exam tomorrow, and I really hope it goes well for them.
Tomorrow night I’m cooking for a dinner for 50 people at Sydskånska along with Ally, a friend of hers (who is a linguist and a Liverpool fan, which, awesome) and a bunch of others. Very much looking forward to it, and hoping I won’t give someone food poisoning. But since we’re going out afterwards… What to wear that you can both cook and dance in?
