New column: Royal Orr asks us to pardon his French

“Pardon my French” — it’s a common phrase with an interesting history, but its literal meaning expresses how I often feel about the way I speak my second language.
Non-francophones like me who have decided to make Quebec their home inevitably have to make peace with the French language. Well, OK — I’ve been attacked by enough “angryphones” in my life to know that “peace” may be too strong a word here. But at the very least, you have to