On this day, two years ago our youngest daughter got married to her lovely young man. We were all thrilled by the event, but spent the run up to it slightly concerned that we would have to make some uplifting speeches. We worked quite hard on them, and when I found them today I thought […]Read Post ›
The box I was looking in yesterday has brought up a load of memories. Those tropical brown sheets for a start. They were very expensive. I remember buying them as a little reward to myself for becoming Head of English at Ealing Green High School for boys in about 1990. This was taken in 1993. […]Read Post ›
For M Whatever happened to those earrings? I found a box of photos the other day and I could not for the life of me remember why this particular selection of snaps was there. They may be duplicates of photos I have put into albums, (which I am in the slow process of rehousing into […]Read Post ›
1928-2022 Today she would have been 96. She only died two years ago after a long and varied life, full of difficulties, and tragedy, which she overcame by sheer force of will, I think, to eventually gain happiness within her too short marriage (She was widowed just at the moment when she thought she would […]Read Post ›
I haven’t posted for a while, but I wanted to share this delightful little tale with your. Our daughter is a teacher of English as a Second Language in the North of England and her story really moved us. She then wrote it up and here it is. “Every few weeks, I assign my students presentation […]Read Post ›
Today would have been my paternal grandmother’s 128th birthday. She died in 1978, so quite a while ago, but I remember her well. I have written about her before, but this morning I remembered that I had a copy of a certificate somewhere, and thought I would look at it more carefully. It’s a copy of […]Read Post ›
Traditionally a time for reflection and fun, I thought I would have fun reflecting on the year by looking at all the photos I have taken this year on my phone. No, I am not going to show you them all, but I have judiciously picked out one or two from each month which have a particular […]Read Post ›
I was usually alone in the house. If a stranger came, for example a policeman on patrol, I would invite him in and prepare food for him myself. Ham, coffee, omelettes and even a roast chicken. Mr Guhs and his wife treated me as if I were their son. I was always very keen to […]Read Post ›
This is the next stage of my grandfather’s life. He is not yet four, but has suffered more than most people in a lifetime. He bases his stories on documents which he had. Unfortunately they are lost. On the 6th October 1879 Martin the woodman , on behalf of my father, tried to reach an […]Read Post ›
Parents’ ‘marriage. Gustaw Wisoky Autobiography ******* My mother is the daughter of a clerk in the Cozla mine. My mother and my father only had a civil wedding ( a Hungarian one) the reason that a church wedding did not take place after the civil one , despite the Weizenried priest having friendly relations with […]Read Post ›
Life Through Basia's Eyes 