I bought this book because I could not find the one I actually wanted, “Future to Let,” which I started reading in a Polish translation in the Polish Weekly. “Future to Let” is being serialised, but I thought I couldn’t wait that long. Anyway, I prefer to read in English and it was originally written […]Read Post ›
So I intend to wallow in it. But this week has been busy too. Two days teaching French at the Guru Nanak School. I surprised myself by how much French I still remember – luckily I still know a bit more than any of the pupils I came across. But two days was enough! A […]Read Post ›
…But one of the most difficult to eat. I love the taste of oranges but absolutely hate touching them with my fingers. When I was little my father used to peel them for me, then dip each segment into white sugar until they were covered. Delicious but counterproductive health-wise., I suppose. Later on I never […]Read Post ›
Going backwards from today. This is to help me remember. The rain it raineth everyday. I don’t particularly need to remember that, but diarists always seem to mention the weather. I’m never particularly interested in the weather. I don’t like being too cold or too hot or too wet any more than the next person, […]Read Post ›
Today is my husband’s 67th birthday. Significant I suppose, as we began celebrating it last week when my daughter’s boyfriend took us out for a superb meal in the magnificent restaurant Pod Gigantami in Warsaw. (We had gone for the weekend to visit my mother in law) Pod Gigantami – Beneath the Giants – so […]Read Post ›
The last fortnight has been busy again. I have done four days supply teaching – one of which was positive heaven. It was in my daughter’s school and I would like to think that the school was as good then as it appears to be now. The change of head and of uniform seems to […]Read Post ›
For LP Over a week has passed since Holocaust Day. 75 years after the liberation of Auschwitz there is a great danger that people are forgetting – indeed some of us cannot remember, because we did not live through those times then – but that is splitting hairs. You do not have to witness everything […]Read Post ›
