Ha! Well, as it turns out some of the students at Joshibi learn French. Now, I haven’t really done much since GCSEs so I’ve mostly been un-learning French for the last 10 years.

Still, whaddya know, if it isn’t often easier parler un peut de Francais than is is to try and cobble togther some of my meagre Nihon-go. Cue fairly surreal moments when a reality check confirms I am indeed stood in a university Fashion department, sipping random beverages, nibbling on some squid and chatting along in French!

Their accents are miles better than mine too - c’est la vie!