Fiona stayed with our friend and her children the weekend we went to Stoos. Her daughter had a birthday party that same weekend and Fiona was well loved from what we are told. Our friend told the children that Fiona talks in English, so they would have to talk to her in English. They wanted to know how she could tell that Fiona talks in English... "listen to her bark" they were told... Anyone who knows Fiona knows that she rarely barks, and true to form, she never said a thing in English (or otherwise) for the kids.
That same weekend, we were at a ski club hut with friends from work. Spending the weekend with them meant we all got to know each other a little better. The following week at work, one of my colleagues said she found it funny that Darrell was always talking about Fiona... "Fiona and I went skiing", "Fiona and I went shopping" , "Fiona Fiona Fiona...". If you didn't know better, you would think Fiona was another woman... :)
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