The weather is nice, and that’s why I get my classic convertible from the stable. At a traffic light a car is standing next to me with the windows down. “Nice car”, says the man behind the wheel. A little boy in the back seat translates: “Nice car.” He adds: “My father is English and cannot speak Dutch.” He pauses for a moment and then says: “My father really can’t do anything.”
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A version of this article also appeared in the newspaper of August 23, 2022
