Autobiography
Damascus 2
Immediately after taking our bearings we decided to go to the Souk Al Hamidya on the edge of the city. Jacek tends to avoid markets because of the crowds, but he agreed to go with me. And was very glad he did! I am sure what will follow is very cliched but that is how […]Read Post ›
Feather
Today the 11th of July is Andrzej Chodelski’s birthday. Who is he, you may ask. Indeed, I am surprised that I remember his birthday. I haven’t seen him since my 21st in 1974, and when I last got in touch with him after I had written a previous blog mentioning him he could not remember […]Read Post ›
The Road to Damascus
Marguerite – a kindred spirit.
For JR Marguerite was the Diana to my Anne of Green Gables – many were the glasses of “raspberry cordial” that we shared, many potatoes peeled and eaten, many world problems discussed and solved, many evenings spent together, many days out, and in; generally, someone I relied on to be there when I needed her […]Read Post ›
From my CV
For TSS A few weeks ago I was invited to a surprise party for my good friend’s significant birthday. She was the one who was supposed to be surprised, and I’m sure she was. Not as much as me, however, when I found this magazine cover on my table. It brought back so many memories: […]Read Post ›
Paris
I thought I would write a bit more about our Africa trip today but I stumbled upon these photos of amazing food carvings in Paris about ten years ago and thought I would regale you with them. It’s amazing what you can do with a carrot or two and a beetroot. This was seen just […]Read Post ›
Soweto
I first heard about Soweto (SOuth WEstern TOwnship) when I was at university and anti apartheid campaigners, New Internationalist, War on Want and Amnesty International we’re all busy raising my consciousness. There were big campaigns against Nestlé and Barclays Bank amongst others, all companies which were perceived as supporting Apartheid. Awareness was being raised wherever […]Read Post ›
Driving
for AAK
Driving
For AAK My father passed his driving test when he was about 45 and immediately bought a car. Of course. An Austin A40: YMD 457 I think was the registration. Then he bought an Austin 1100 and we went to Poland in it. I have written bits about that journey. Six years later I was […]Read Post ›
Life Through Basia's Eyes 