Tag Archives: Polish

Mini-men cleaning army (Rousse)

I awoke to the sound of small feet scurrying in the hall. When I opened my eyes I could make out some figures through the open bedroom door. Four tiny men armed with dusters, polish and mops were busy cleaning … Continue reading

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Arnold Schwartzenegger’s boring speech (Rousse)

Two of my Polish colleagues had commandeered my office while I was on long-term sick leave. My desk and other belongings were now all squeezed into a dark corner. I hoped that this was a temporary measure and that I … Continue reading

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Sisters, a husband, and parents on holiday (Rousse)

It seemed inappropriate that two little blonde sisters aged six and eight wearing white shift dresses would be showing tourists around a World War I theme park. It was also rather odd that TPR was not staying in the plush … Continue reading

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A Tartan Pole (Rousse)

The first person that I came across upstairs at the White House was a sulky half-naked teenage Polish friend of my nephew. I was appalled that she barely greeted me when we passed one another in the upstairs hall. When … Continue reading

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Accident prone acquaintances (Rousse)

JS ran a few paces over the highly polished floor, turned a corner, missed her footing, skidded, and fell head first on the hard surface. I ran to her aid, while also dialling 999. I cradled JS’s head in my … Continue reading

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Exciting nail polish fashion and a new home at the castle (Rousse)

When TF stood up from his seat on the lower deck of the Glasgow Routemaster bus, I assumed that we had reached our stop. I was wrong. The bus was taking the reverse route so we would be on-board for … Continue reading

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Christmas tree hazard (Rousse)

I caught my foot in the trailing fairy lights at the base of the Christmas tree and tumbled across the polished wooden floor of my parents’ mansion.

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Escape from the cult (Rousse)

I’d accidentally joined a cult. At first I thought that these dozen or so people – including my school friend CC – were just slightly strange. However, the more time I spent with them, the more apparent it became that … Continue reading

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Rousse sacks her Polish au pair painter

Our Polish au pair girl would have to be let go. Her latest misdemeanour was an uninvited attempt to paint our kitchen walls sky blue. She did this with no regard for the furniture, appliances and pictures all still in … Continue reading

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A trip to the theatre and ‘slunk’ economics (Belle)

Sitting in the front row at the theatre (some Tudors-style nonsense play) I smiled broadly at an actress and she smiled back. We started chatting while the action took place elsewhere on stage. “Don’t I recognise you from that 1970s … Continue reading

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