No. Not the band but the area of London. Walthamstow. The Far Eastern end of the Victoria Line. Not difficult to get to from where I live. Ealing. The most western end of the Central Line. But a long way nevertheless. I went in order to make the typical Polish Londoner’s pilgrimage to the William […]Read Post ›
Lili Stern-Pohlmann MBE 29 March 1930 – 15 September 2021 This is the last photo that Lili sent to me the Christmas before she died. Lili was a Holocaust survivor whose history is well documented. it is well worth clicking on this link: https://www.ajrrefugeevoices.org.uk/RefugeeVoices/Lili-Pohlmann She died suddenly last September and there is now a great […]Read Post ›
Packing away my grandmother’s spectacles I came across this piece of embroidery. My father had obviously packed away her things when she died and gave them to me many years later. But I never really looked closely until now. I remember this cushion and I always knew she had embroidered it. There were some others […]Read Post ›
I was looking through my grandmother’s box of treasures today and found these spectacles. You can’t tell from the photo of course but they are tiny. I thought I would wash them and try them on. I had no idea she had such a tiny face. I’ve been thinking a lot about eyewear etc recently […]Read Post ›
Today is the first day I came out of my almost voluntary six week incarceration. Apart from three days over Christmas itself I have spent the last few weeks writing a souvenir ptogramme for the upcoming Golden Jubilee Polish ball. A big event to be held at the London Guildhall so worthy of a nice […]Read Post ›
Originally posted on Life Through Basia's Eyes:
It was a very cold morning. I’d been up half the night with my insomniac two year old son, and now was trying to get my act together in our tiny cottage in Grove Road. I think it was snowing outside and Kasia was full of beans…
Originally posted on Life Through Basia's Eyes:
One of my favourite pictures of all time. This is because it is full of memories. Our first flat in South Ealing Road. . Kasia is sitting in a basket which belonged to my grandmother who kept all her pots and pans and cutlery in it when…
One of my favourite pictures of all time. This is because it is full of memories. Our first flat in South Ealing Road. Kasia is sitting in a basket which belonged to my grandmother who kept all her pots and pans and cutlery in it when I was small. Somehow I inherited it well before […]Read Post ›
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