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 ›
Today is the winter solstice. Only 8 point something hours of sunlight – but actually that would be a lot more than on other days if we actually had some sunlight. Luckily I’m not a farmer and don’t have to work outside. The weather usually actually makes no difference to me whatsoever. Except rain. I […]Read Post ›
for KGK This is actually meant for yesterday, but I was tooooo busy to write. I hate umbrellas. I know they are very useful, but God did not provide me with a third hand, and I always need my original two for other things. Nevertheless I am rarely without one, especially in the winter. though […]Read Post ›
For the Mhinisteir’s wife Today is the sixth of December. For me the real beginning of the Christmas season. This was the day when good children were given a little present and naughty children a birch rod. One year my mother gave me a rod. It was very small and gilded. Very pretty. But a […]Read Post ›
for KGK I have always detested jelly shoes. So why I am I writing about them? You may well ask. Well, this is my prompt of the day, given by my eldest daughter. I have a feeling she always wanted a pair and this is her way of getting back at me. Or maybe not. […]Read Post ›
Yes – I was meant to write this yesterday. This was our first house. I may have written about this before, but when we got married in 1979 we didn’t really have anywhere to live. My husband had come over from Poland – one of the few at that time who did everything absolutely legally, […]Read Post ›
What’s with the alliteration? Well sometimes you just want to play. when things suddenly go well., then all sorts of things loosen up. Language, laughter, life. Oops! Here I go again. Last week was one that I shall never forget. Friday 18th June was pleasant enough in an anticipatory sort of way because the next […]Read Post ›
for GD Holidays seem to be a bit of a non-starter these days so we must take our pleasures wherever we can. Little did I know when I set off to Paddington from Cookham fairly early on Monday morning that I would have one of the loveliest days ever. I was going to meet my […]Read Post ›
I am not a natural camper. I can count the number of times I have attempted this activity on the fingers of one hand. (I’m not counting the outrageously luxurious glamming I have enjoyed in Uganda and Tanzania.) just the times I have agreed to sleep in a tent. Or even in a car. The […]Read Post ›
Today was a profoundly sad day, as we celebrated the life of this beautiful, chic and intelligent friend. A life truncated by cancer, too young, too early, too cruelly. I first met Christine when we were both supply teachers at Ealing Green, in 1985.The first thing I noticed about her was her smile and then […]Read Post ›
Life Through Basia's Eyes 