England has never been closer to us – Poland. At Luton a crowd of Polish people both travelling and working
I get on a National Express bus to Oxford and no surprise our driver Adam is Polish.
I reach my accommodation and my landlady tells me there has been a Polish lady staying with her recently.
I haven’t been to this country for about 16 years and that has made an impression on me. Poles, Poles everywhere.
I am conveniently accommodated at a homestay place living with Paula – a retired lady currently waiting impatiently for the birth of her first grandson.
And believe it or not I feel as if I was a ten year old girl with plaits missing a few teeth. A wonderful feeling to be young and careless again
Renata you need to be up at 7.30. We will have breakfast at 8, no better 7.50 and you have to be at the bus stop at 8.15. Do you remember where the bus stop is ?
You go to school and you finish …
And she goes on and on and on ….
I love that – no one has cared for me more recently.
Hope I will have time to write more tomorrow.
In the meantime bye bye .