Snaps for the Daily Mirror, now, which thoughtfully updates us on how the devil those Beckhams are making themselves understood in their new home town of Los Angeles, where almost every resident speaks American or is too poor to be bothered with.
"We're starting to say trunk instead of boot, trash instead of rubbish, that kind of thing," Victorias explains, suggesting that the language barrier which might once have turned the simplest of trips to the municipal dump into an uphill battle is - finally - becoming a thing of the past.
For David, alas, the struggle goes on. "We're starting to get it," he says, "slowly."
Mm. Language is of course a constant voyage of discovery, and it cannot be long before the Beckhams realise that just as Inuits don't have hundreds of words for snow, so Americans DO have thousands of them for "and we're supposed to give a toss WHY, exactly??"
