I found this yesterday. It brought back memories of my cousin Gustaw who died a few weeks ago in Poland. I met him for the first time when I was eleven, in 1965, in Częstochowa, Poland. My father had taken me by car and generally the trip was quite gruelling for me, partly because everyone […]Read Post ›
Our hotel, luxury personified, offered us a free one way tour to Murano glass works in a water taxi. Why oh why did I not look more closely at the map? There was an enormous expanse of sea to cross and, as if you didn’t know, I don’t like water. Or boats. Or anything really […]Read Post ›
Yesterday we had our first full day here. Mass in our local church Santa Maria Di Salute and then lunch in a very local very expensive restaurant – we shan’t be going back. I went for an exploratory walk while Jacek had a nap and rested his foot, ready for the afternoon’s saunter. We got […]Read Post ›
Did you know I like reading? You probably are aware, as I seem to have been defined for most of my life as a bookworm, booklover, avid or voracious reader, etc etc. (Just quoting from memory from old school reports. They made their mark!) Anyway it is true, and over the years many people, family, […]Read Post ›
What is this ugly thing? You may well ask; I had to ask myself the same thing when I found it last week. But then I saw Mrs Washington’s handwriting, and it all came back to me. Mrs W, from Marlborough School, my teacher for the whole four years, was very ken=en on handicrafts. She […]Read Post ›
(Footnote to First Night at St Augustine’s) When I went to Saint Augustine’s, it was a weekly boarding school. My father had wanted me to go to a catholic one and he searched high and low for one that was within a reasonable distance of where he lived, and which was cheap. It was a […]Read Post ›
for the WW Do you even know what that is? I didn’t until fairly recently – they had gone out of fashion before the second world war I believe, and yet I discovered, to my eternal chagrin that I was made to wear one when I first started school. Let me explain. Winter 1958 was […]Read Post ›
For all my ex pupils I was a teacher for about 44 years. I started when I was still at school (in those days they didn’t have supply teachers, just willing sixth formers like me) and i loved the job most of the time. At first I taught mainly English to A level, then for […]Read Post ›
I’m in Valencia at the moment, having been whisked here by husband to try and forget about my impending cataract removal and to celebrate our 45th wedding anniversary. It’s been a great time for celebrations – I was seventy 3 weeks ago and had the most fabulous surprises, dinners, parties etc. it’s nice getting old, […]Read Post ›
I’m in Valencia at the moment, having been whisked here by husband to try and forget about my impending cataract removal and to celebrate our 45th … Telephone
Life Through Basia's Eyes 