No more swearing in English?

Somebody makes a pseudo-stupid joke at my son Quique in the street —something I’ll never understand.

Pablo looks at me with his best “what the hell just happened, did you get it?” and our telepathy fails for a moment, and I have to make do with expressing my thoughts with words, and in front of the kids to boot.

[In English, because this is not for the delicate ears of my Spanish kids]

“Let it be. Just an idiot. Motherfucking drunk.”[In Spanish, because… well, you’ll see]

“Mooooom!” Lucía, my...