Krissa is set on learning Welsh. Biscuit seems very supporting to her and is even making noises like he will too.
As someone who has occasionally tried to learn Russian because I like the sound of it I'm really not in a position to talk, but after listening to Krissa reeling off the Welsh for 'Bog Off' in her best pirate accent, I'm not sure I can really deal with this much beyond the jokey late-night browsing of bbc.co.uk/wales.
1. Join The Theatre.
2. Really Join The Theatre.
So yeah, I'm in a play. I play one of the rude mechanicals in a play called 'A Midsummer Night's Dream' by some bloke called Shakespeare who you may have heard of. Krissa's also in the play, but she's a fashionista fairy, and rehearses on different nights...in between learning Welsh, presumably.
3. Become a Zen Buddhist Monk
4. Think Again.
Ommm.
5. Go On The Road With The Band
5.5 Join A Band
6. Become Internationally Famous Musician.
Ommm-yeah.
7. Take assertion courses and resist the coursing of the Welsh language through your home.
8. Chip in with the occasional helpful assisting phrase when your wife is stumped.
9. Re-emigrate.
10. Acquire that sports-bar-local that you've been meaning to do for ages.
I might take up running again. Krissa has roller-blades now, so we can run/blade together, and there's nothing stopping her clearing out her sinuses/ learning Welsh while we're moving along...
11. Join Foreign Legion
12. Try and find New York offices of said Foreign Legion


Cer 'i grafu!
13. drink flavored vodka.
I have the PERFECT revenge for you... There is no worse noise on earth than someone learning to play the violin.
Cymraeg! Da ddrychfeddwl!
Torri cymraeg ddafad diddanion!!!
Just wait till she starts using Welsh in the bedroom.
Save your running shoes for August. Well go running.