AND IN ICELANDIC..

This little sister of mine is a real sucker for languages. If they’re off-beat enough, they immediately qualify for oral exercise. After Old English, her sharp index finger has pointed at.. Icelandic. She claims there’s resemblance. I saw this one eyebrow of hers raised the other day.. We all know what this means, don't we? The poor Scandinavian bastard, thrown out of the continental nest right into the sea, doesn’t know what’s in store for him. Correction, she says it was him who jumped out and swam away from his boring kinship. This qualifies him, she adds. So he gets dissected soon enough. I’ll be a silent listener to their first flirty chats and whatever comes next. And I’ll soon get back to you on what my absent presence has witnessed.