Good morning, good yawning –
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The Umayyad Mosque of Damascus
I have been thinking a lot about Syria recently, especially in the light of Poland refusing to accept Syrian refugees – or any others for that matter. How is that possible? where the Polish diaspora is all over the world, her refugees and displaced persons – as they were known at the time- having been […]Read Post ›
Paris May 2018
Our 39th wedding anniversary. We were staying in the Marais in a trendy young persons’ hotel, the Hotel Georgette, as opposed to our usual hotel Sunny, all shiny white paint and graffiti knowingly placed on the walls; op art pictures covering the bar/breakfast room, jolly perpex statues welcoming us in; – a sight for sore […]Read Post ›
Damascus 3 – in the street
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 ›
To give or not to give – a story
When I was young, very young, my father always said that England was the only country in the world where begging is forbidden because it is unnecessary. Is that still true? ********************************************************************************* ….He walked past the beggar sitting at the top of the stairs and a few metres later suddenly turned back. The station was […]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 ›
Life Through Basia's Eyes 