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One of the first Irish guys I met in Ireland was the son of French teacher. He had been born while she was working in Africa (I forget which country) and so spoke absolutely fluent French, but with the thickest of African accents. Chatting with him was a delight, but also a constant struggle between my respect for him and complete hilarity.