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 ›
Looking back and looking forward. I could not stop thnking about this lion last night. We saw him inthe Serengeti in 2013. This wonderful photo taken by my husband. The following taken by me at the same time. Just to give a sense of perspective. And this year has been a good one for perspective. […]Read Post ›
for AAK I love the labyrinths designed by Mark Wallinger on the Tube. There is one for every station and this one is from South Kensington, the centre of my universe for many years. Many people search them out specially; I am just happy to see them when I come across them. Very occasionally I […]Read Post ›
Martial law was imposed in Poland. A shock to the world. The above photo is taken from the exhibition which opened yesterday to commemorate the event I was going to go, but raging toothache stopped me from doing anything at all. Eventually in despair after seeing my own dentist who suggested I see someone else […]Read Post ›
London that is. Yesterday I had to go to Kentish Town to interview a ceramic artist who has very kindly donated some of her works for the 50th Polish Ball which is taking place next February. I have the privilege of putting together the souvenir programme, and so I thought I would make the little […]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 ›
A hard one this, Tony, but one thing comes to mind. When I was at university there were adverts all over the place for scholarships to various places. I would look at them and think nothing more of them – I didn’t consider the possibility of ever getting one. Confidence was never my strongest point […]Read Post ›
When I was at University in Sheffield I was at one point desperate to move out of my Hall of Residence, Ranmoor House, newly built for 600 students of both sexes, intangibly separated by corridors and staircases, and doubling as a conference centre in the holidays. It was luxurious, warm (central heating that worked, windows […]Read Post ›
About 35 years ago I was teaching in a boys’ school in West London, which was an experience in itself. The school was very rundown and staffed mostly by supply teachers like me, with very few resources. I was working there because it was across the road from where I lived. I had two small […]Read Post ›
On Wednesday we went to the National Gallery in Trafalgar Square, with the intention of seeing this painting which had recently come to London with much fanfare within the Polish community. It is the first time it has been displayed in England and my photos do not do it justice in anyway. But I photographed […]Read Post ›
Life Through Basia's Eyes 