I was brought up with the thought that I am average! In the children’s home where I lived and in the schools I attended I was never the worst, never the best. I was just good; a person that people didn’t talk about much. For many years I just accepted this and didn’t try to change anything. I was told that I wasn’t good enough to go to the gymnasium (academic school), or to take part in the lessons for the more able students (which I was very keen to do). Neither was I good enough to join the sports club (I liked basketball… and still do).
You would hardly believe now how very shy and closed I was; I didn’t talk at all. As you would probably guess my self-confidence was well below average.
Over the last few years I have been learning to appreciate myself. I started to believe that I was worthy. I succeeded in gaining a scholarship to go to university. I was very proud about that even though later I needed to quit before I could finish my degree. From my 18th birthday I had to take care of my self alone, and when I was able I tried to take care of others as well.
I gradually changed into a very open and sincere person, which got me into trouble many times. However, I began to think that I was doing well!
Recently something happened that shook my confidence and reminded me of the beginning again. It made me realise that maybe whatever I do I will be just average…but I still don’t know how to cope with this.
This is the story of my life - I am good at table tennis but never the winner, good with people but never the leader, clever but still without a diploma…
Martin said that at some point in my life I will find the things at which I am very good, because everybody does eventually. I consider myself optimistic so I will just say that I hope I will.
At one time I wanted to know my IQ, just because I was curious, but I was never able to take the tests. Now I see that it is maybe better for me that I don’t know!
Sunday, December 24, 2006
Friday, December 08, 2006
Plus ca change, plus c'est la meme chose!
Some people here whom I meet weekly regularly ask the question “Did you have a good week?” and often instead of goodbye they say “Have a good week!”
Until now I thought that I had fallen into a routine. Nothing new happens and it is not a nice feeling for a 23 year old girl living without excitement, the same thing every day. It can be depressing. But luckily I can say that last week was very good in many ways.
First I beat Martin at chess. Believe me that is such a big success and a good feeling because he is mathematician and very good at chess. All this helped to boost my ego. So bravo me!
Then I had the chance to get to know my fellow worker Torgeir better. We spent more time together and I really enjoyed it. It is good for both of us because we are in the same situation and it helps to have somebody to share things with. What I like most about him is that he is closer to my culture and he says how he feels and doesn’t try to be nice just to avoid offending me. So he is for me in many ways a relief.
Torgeir pretends to be a tough guy (He think Bruce Willis is a cool guy – Die Hard!?) but he really likes my hugs!
But as you know it can’t always be perfect! When I left Britain it went smoothly but when I came back they treated me as I am a state enemy no.1. All this checking of my passport and questions, as if my visa was not valid. It seems as if they have problems trusting people! My stay was approved by the British consul. He was a nice man and I am sure that he would be offended if he knew about this. :))
Last time when I was on my way back from Croatia a lady from the immigration office asked me what I doing in Britain and I explained. Then she asked how I would benefit from being a volunteer and it was on the tip of my tongue to say that my real intention was to marry a British chap and stay here forever. Luckily I am cleverer than that so in order to spare myself more inconvenience I said that I just wanted to do volunteer work.
If they were as cautious with all passengers no matter where they came from maybe no bad things would ever happen!?
After all this I am still answering “Yes, I had a good week”. But I know that things are changing and with blisters on my feet and a smile on my face I have broken the routine.
Until now I thought that I had fallen into a routine. Nothing new happens and it is not a nice feeling for a 23 year old girl living without excitement, the same thing every day. It can be depressing. But luckily I can say that last week was very good in many ways.
First I beat Martin at chess. Believe me that is such a big success and a good feeling because he is mathematician and very good at chess. All this helped to boost my ego. So bravo me!
Then I had the chance to get to know my fellow worker Torgeir better. We spent more time together and I really enjoyed it. It is good for both of us because we are in the same situation and it helps to have somebody to share things with. What I like most about him is that he is closer to my culture and he says how he feels and doesn’t try to be nice just to avoid offending me. So he is for me in many ways a relief. Torgeir pretends to be a tough guy (He think Bruce Willis is a cool guy – Die Hard!?) but he really likes my hugs!
And the icing on the cake! My family treated me to a weekend in Paris! This was extremely nice.
Photos below - fina
lly I was in a city that I knew just from movies and books!
lly I was in a city that I knew just from movies and books! 
Those who know me well know that travel and chocolate are my favourite things.
Many asked how it was and what I did. I feel like I don’t know what to say. I didn’t go into the Louvre because I am not an artistic type; I don’t fancy looking for hours at pictures and sculpture nor did I go to the top of the Eiffel tower this time - but this was just because we were short of time and also Martin doesn’t have a head for heights. But I like panoramic views and I will go there next year with my Norwegian fellow workers so that I will not miss it. Instead we did a lot of walking and chatting. For me this made for a good relaxing weekend!
Many asked how it was and what I did. I feel like I don’t know what to say. I didn’t go into the Louvre because I am not an artistic type; I don’t fancy looking for hours at pictures and sculpture nor did I go to the top of the Eiffel tower this time - but this was just because we were short of time and also Martin doesn’t have a head for heights. But I like panoramic views and I will go there next year with my Norwegian fellow workers so that I will not miss it. Instead we did a lot of walking and chatting. For me this made for a good relaxing weekend!
One day Andy stayed with us. It was good to have him around but the trouble is that he is always busy. I’m still not sure whether this is because girls are chasing him or because he is an IT expert! Look at this! What a view! I don’t know what Paradise looks like but for sure lying on a beach sounds perfect!
I also had a typical girl’s moment in Paris – shopping troubles! Terrible!!! I saw some boots but they cost quite a lot and I wasn’t sure if I would have the guts to wear them because I am always in casual gear. I could have sat for hours in that department store and still not have decided, but fortunately we didn’t have a lot of time so I decided to buy them at the last minute. My family paid part as my Christmas present so in the end they were not so expensive. Kind of them! Thanks!
Here you are. I am showing my Croatian politeness to British people in a crowded Parisian Department store.
But as you know it can’t always be perfect! When I left Britain it went smoothly but when I came back they treated me as I am a state enemy no.1. All this checking of my passport and questions, as if my visa was not valid. It seems as if they have problems trusting people! My stay was approved by the British consul. He was a nice man and I am sure that he would be offended if he knew about this. :))
Last time when I was on my way back from Croatia a lady from the immigration office asked me what I doing in Britain and I explained. Then she asked how I would benefit from being a volunteer and it was on the tip of my tongue to say that my real intention was to marry a British chap and stay here forever. Luckily I am cleverer than that so in order to spare myself more inconvenience I said that I just wanted to do volunteer work.
If they were as cautious with all passengers no matter where they came from maybe no bad things would ever happen!?
After all this I am still answering “Yes, I had a good week”. But I know that things are changing and with blisters on my feet and a smile on my face I have broken the routine.
Tuesday, November 28, 2006
My view of Britain and British culture
It has been three months now since I arrived here, so I have enough content for this blog but I have a feeling that as time passes I will have more and more to write on this topic!
On this theme some of the first things that foreigners associate with Britain are red phone boxes, double deckers, Shakespeare, tea, politeness… On the way here I read that in Britain you get the feeling that you have come to a land of fairytales and now I understand what this writer was speaking about. You only need to look at the names of towns, roads, streets and pubs such as: Crown road, Strawberry Hill, The Crown pub, the Royal Mail, the Royal Academy, King’s Lynn, Queens Park Rangers… Here the Queen still awards knighthoods and you see people with titles like Sir or Lord.
During our first two days in London we were given an introduction to British culture by people from the Church Mission Society. Our accommodation in the Indian YMCA didn’t help this cause much! But anyway I admit, sadly, that some of the stereotypes which they talked about are true:
TEA
Wherever you go you will be provided with a cup of tea and a biscuit. This I can easily cope with because I have always enjoyed drinking tea… but the biscuits are starting to worry me since I notice that my hips are becoming wider! There is another thing; you never notice much difference between tea and coffee. Something often goes wrong, the tea is too strong or the coffee is too weak, or both!
POLITENESS
I still struggle with this. British people often think me rude because I am direct and often say things without wrapping them up carefully first. But the trouble is that even if I want to talk like this I just don’t know how to!
All these unnecessary words like “Sorry!” and “Thank you!” and questions like “How are you?” without meaning it, but just because they don’t know what else to say, can sometimes be very annoying. Can’t they just be quiet instead?!
HUMOUR
British people often overestimate their sense of humour. I can’t remember how many times I have heard “We have a dry humour, you will not understand.” Maybe this works for Americans, but don’t worry it is not so good!
Recently I went to a comedy night but I didn’t laugh a lot because they were either speaking too fast or I didn’t know enough about British history and current affairs. I am getting there - someday maybe I will do stand up! :)
COLDNESS
In the wider world British are known as a cold nation. They will often call total strangers “Love” or “Darling” but on the other hand be quite cold to their families, partners and friends. What a contradiction!!! But I should also say that church people are a little bit warmer, although still not enough!
FOOD
How creative is it to have fish and chips or sausages and mash for your national dish? But at least they have a big choice of other cuisine! Jamie Oliver is my favourite chef and for me the second best dessert in the world is British trifle (the first is tiramisu!).
Soon after I came I needed to charge my mobile phone and then I realised that they have one more pin than everybody else in the world. Why! Aren’t two enough? It is enough for us! Or is this just to make life more difficult for us foreigners? Anyway, my creative Norwegian friend Torgeir had the idea of putting a key in the third hole in the socket. It really works but it doesn’t seem a good permanent solution (I hope you see why) so Annette bought an adapter for me!
The good thing about all this is that, with time, you learn that there is Britain and the rest of the world. You get used to the left side of the road being the right and learn that Scotland Yard is not a playground but where detectives hang out and that fireworks are amazing. British people are very busy so you have to start making appointments well in advance. There are no toothpicks in restaurants or in peoples’ houses so after having a meal you must learn to smile carefully.
Having said all this it is not so bad here!
On this theme some of the first things that foreigners associate with Britain are red phone boxes, double deckers, Shakespeare, tea, politeness… On the way here I read that in Britain you get the feeling that you have come to a land of fairytales and now I understand what this writer was speaking about. You only need to look at the names of towns, roads, streets and pubs such as: Crown road, Strawberry Hill, The Crown pub, the Royal Mail, the Royal Academy, King’s Lynn, Queens Park Rangers… Here the Queen still awards knighthoods and you see people with titles like Sir or Lord.
During our first two days in London we were given an introduction to British culture by people from the Church Mission Society. Our accommodation in the Indian YMCA didn’t help this cause much! But anyway I admit, sadly, that some of the stereotypes which they talked about are true:
TEA
Wherever you go you will be provided with a cup of tea and a biscuit. This I can easily cope with because I have always enjoyed drinking tea… but the biscuits are starting to worry me since I notice that my hips are becoming wider! There is another thing; you never notice much difference between tea and coffee. Something often goes wrong, the tea is too strong or the coffee is too weak, or both!
POLITENESS
I still struggle with this. British people often think me rude because I am direct and often say things without wrapping them up carefully first. But the trouble is that even if I want to talk like this I just don’t know how to!
All these unnecessary words like “Sorry!” and “Thank you!” and questions like “How are you?” without meaning it, but just because they don’t know what else to say, can sometimes be very annoying. Can’t they just be quiet instead?!
HUMOUR
British people often overestimate their sense of humour. I can’t remember how many times I have heard “We have a dry humour, you will not understand.” Maybe this works for Americans, but don’t worry it is not so good!
Recently I went to a comedy night but I didn’t laugh a lot because they were either speaking too fast or I didn’t know enough about British history and current affairs. I am getting there - someday maybe I will do stand up! :)
COLDNESS
In the wider world British are known as a cold nation. They will often call total strangers “Love” or “Darling” but on the other hand be quite cold to their families, partners and friends. What a contradiction!!! But I should also say that church people are a little bit warmer, although still not enough!
FOOD
How creative is it to have fish and chips or sausages and mash for your national dish? But at least they have a big choice of other cuisine! Jamie Oliver is my favourite chef and for me the second best dessert in the world is British trifle (the first is tiramisu!).
Soon after I came I needed to charge my mobile phone and then I realised that they have one more pin than everybody else in the world. Why! Aren’t two enough? It is enough for us! Or is this just to make life more difficult for us foreigners? Anyway, my creative Norwegian friend Torgeir had the idea of putting a key in the third hole in the socket. It really works but it doesn’t seem a good permanent solution (I hope you see why) so Annette bought an adapter for me!
The good thing about all this is that, with time, you learn that there is Britain and the rest of the world. You get used to the left side of the road being the right and learn that Scotland Yard is not a playground but where detectives hang out and that fireworks are amazing. British people are very busy so you have to start making appointments well in advance. There are no toothpicks in restaurants or in peoples’ houses so after having a meal you must learn to smile carefully.
Having said all this it is not so bad here!
Thursday, November 23, 2006
Inside story
The easiest way for you to get to know me better is through the books and movies I like.
I used to be a great film fan and many of my foreign friends are amazed that I learnt my English just by watching movies. However, this was a “double edged sword”. My first intention was not to learn the language; I just enjoyed staring at the screen more than everything else. Now I see how much time I wasted. I didn’t have time for my friends as there was always some movie to watch. I missed out on a lot of nice things; birthdays, enjoying the world around me just because I chose to live through Hollywood productions. The only good that came of this was that I learnt to speak English! Believe me you could learn any language this way, but is it worth it?
Anyway, I still like movies and have my favourites.
Speaking about which, there is a book that I have started reading again – the Bible. It is one of my bright spots and I am proud of this. I like especially the story about Joseph. I admire how he is able to forgive even after all the bad things that his brothers did to him. I find it very hard to do this. Many times I think that I have forgiven, but I never forget. Can I really call this forgiveness?!
When I was young I used to think that I would call my son Joseph.
As for books I like reality or comedy, the same as with movies. And as a real literature lover my favourite is Russian realism, but having said that one of my favourite novels is Name of the Rose by Umberto Eco. It is one of the books that you read in one breath. It is set in a medieval convent at the time of the inquisition. It describes very well the thinking and living conditions of people of that period.
So much for now! I hope that I have managed to make you interested!
I used to be a great film fan and many of my foreign friends are amazed that I learnt my English just by watching movies. However, this was a “double edged sword”. My first intention was not to learn the language; I just enjoyed staring at the screen more than everything else. Now I see how much time I wasted. I didn’t have time for my friends as there was always some movie to watch. I missed out on a lot of nice things; birthdays, enjoying the world around me just because I chose to live through Hollywood productions. The only good that came of this was that I learnt to speak English! Believe me you could learn any language this way, but is it worth it?
Anyway, I still like movies and have my favourites.
The number one is definitely One Flew over the Cuckoo's Nest (1975). As you can see it is a very old story but one for all time. It is happening today also. Jack Nicholson gives a good performance, there are dramatic, serious, sad and comic moments and it is about relationships and hope. It’s definitely worth seeing if you haven’t!
Number 2 goes to Shawshank Redemption! It is a remarkable story about great human values 
such as friendship, honesty, patience… Patience is the one that struck me most! It is well known that we always desire things or characteristics we don’t have. Obviously I consider myself an impatient person but I would like to be able to say the opposite in future. I recently saw it again and although this was about the tenth time I saw some different things in it. It reminded me of things that I like but have forgotten or just don’t have time to do. I speak about art, literature, music, enjoying beautiful nature. I realize how busy I had become.
such as friendship, honesty, patience… Patience is the one that struck me most! It is well known that we always desire things or characteristics we don’t have. Obviously I consider myself an impatient person but I would like to be able to say the opposite in future. I recently saw it again and although this was about the tenth time I saw some different things in it. It reminded me of things that I like but have forgotten or just don’t have time to do. I speak about art, literature, music, enjoying beautiful nature. I realize how busy I had become. Speaking about which, there is a book that I have started reading again – the Bible. It is one of my bright spots and I am proud of this. I like especially the story about Joseph. I admire how he is able to forgive even after all the bad things that his brothers did to him. I find it very hard to do this. Many times I think that I have forgiven, but I never forget. Can I really call this forgiveness?!
When I was young I used to think that I would call my son Joseph.
As for books I like reality or comedy, the same as with movies. And as a real literature lover my favourite is Russian realism, but having said that one of my favourite novels is Name of the Rose by Umberto Eco. It is one of the books that you read in one breath. It is set in a medieval convent at the time of the inquisition. It describes very well the thinking and living conditions of people of that period.
So much for now! I hope that I have managed to make you interested!
Monday, November 13, 2006
Welcome back!
Yes, I know, I haven't writen for a while! Why is that? Well, I still don’t have photo camera and I didn’t want to make a boring blog with just writing. So, finally I got some photos from friends and lucky you can see and read what’s been happening in my life over the last couple of weeks!
Weekend in Kent
What to say then like all my British friends - "It was lovely!"
The theme of weekend was “Walking in Our Identity”. We were a group of about thirty Christians in our twenties, more or less(u can see us in the photos below). And I think this was the right topic for us because we are still at an age when we are learning and seeking the truth about ourselves. Especially today it is very easy to follow the wrong values, when we are living in a time of freedom in everything with too many choices and fake realities that come through movies, music and other commercial pressures. It is easy to forget who we are and what we are meant to do.
I think the weekend was very fruitful! We had the opportunity to examine ourselves and remind ourselves that we are here by purpose and that Our Father is looking after us and speaking to us. We just need to listen with an open heart. Some of us heard God for the first time and for those it was a remarkable experience. I need to be honest and say that I didn’t hear anything and I felt a bit left out. But as I think more about this maybe I am being too hard on myself. As I work through this I am sure that I will also be able to hear from God.
Of course it was not all so serious, we had time for fun: tennis, walking, going to the beach, chatting, generally getting to know each other better. With this kind of stuff I enjoy fellowship very much. Learning how to share space with others, tolerance or just doing something together.
Sunday morning at the beach! Weather was great, we are padaling, playing rugby, throwing the Frisbee, enjoying the sun…
We had a really good time and I would highly recommend this to everyone who has the opportunity to go!
Weekend in Kent
What to say then like all my British friends - "It was lovely!"
The theme of weekend was “Walking in Our Identity”. We were a group of about thirty Christians in our twenties, more or less(u can see us in the photos below). And I think this was the right topic for us because we are still at an age when we are learning and seeking the truth about ourselves. Especially today it is very easy to follow the wrong values, when we are living in a time of freedom in everything with too many choices and fake realities that come through movies, music and other commercial pressures. It is easy to forget who we are and what we are meant to do.
I think the weekend was very fruitful! We had the opportunity to examine ourselves and remind ourselves that we are here by purpose and that Our Father is looking after us and speaking to us. We just need to listen with an open heart. Some of us heard God for the first time and for those it was a remarkable experience. I need to be honest and say that I didn’t hear anything and I felt a bit left out. But as I think more about this maybe I am being too hard on myself. As I work through this I am sure that I will also be able to hear from God.
Of course it was not all so serious, we had time for fun: tennis, walking, going to the beach, chatting, generally getting to know each other better. With this kind of stuff I enjoy fellowship very much. Learning how to share space with others, tolerance or just doing something together.
All this is Annalise in her mood! Hyperactive Welsh girl! It is very good that she works as a primary school teacher because you need lots of energy there.
Sunday morning at the beach! Weather was great, we are padaling, playing rugby, throwing the Frisbee, enjoying the sun…
We had a really good time and I would highly recommend this to everyone who has the opportunity to go!
Wednesday, October 25, 2006
Happiness!!!
This is the tough issue that has occupied my mind over the last few days. Did you ever wonder what happiness is? What is it that makes you really happy and how long does it last?
When I was about 15 years old I met a guy who was doing civil army in the dorm where I was living. He reminded me of Jesus, at least in his appearance, and sometimes in the things that he was doing or saying. He didn’t watch TV or pay attention to his wardrobe, or what he will eat. It is really weird for today’s western society. He was pretty interested in eastern philosophy and he was doing yoga at home. He fascinated me. He had all the qualities that I appreciate - calm, honest, religious, wise, caring.
I thought he looked very satisfied and happy, so I asked him once if yoga made him happy? He answered that happiness is just momentary; it is not a permanent condition and it is not something that you can buy (yoga courses).
I agree with him even though I would like to be happy more of the time. Last few days I was sad - bothered by thousands of worries and I struggle to find things that can make me happy, help to resolve my problems or forget them.
Looking for happiness is what brings me here in the first place!
Another friend of mine who lived about ten years as a volunteer without earning any wages told me once that you can be happy only if you put God first, caring for others second and your self third. That made me think God is already my priority and I know that I most enjoy helping others. So that gave birth to the idea about the things that I am doing now.
I don’t know where things have gone wrong but I am sure that they will be better again. Tomorrow I am going do some shopping. They said that shopping cheers every girl! And I am also looking forward to this weekend when I will go with other people of my age from church to somewhere in Kent.
Sorry guys if I bring you into depression but I won’t write just about the bright side.
When I was about 15 years old I met a guy who was doing civil army in the dorm where I was living. He reminded me of Jesus, at least in his appearance, and sometimes in the things that he was doing or saying. He didn’t watch TV or pay attention to his wardrobe, or what he will eat. It is really weird for today’s western society. He was pretty interested in eastern philosophy and he was doing yoga at home. He fascinated me. He had all the qualities that I appreciate - calm, honest, religious, wise, caring.
I thought he looked very satisfied and happy, so I asked him once if yoga made him happy? He answered that happiness is just momentary; it is not a permanent condition and it is not something that you can buy (yoga courses).
I agree with him even though I would like to be happy more of the time. Last few days I was sad - bothered by thousands of worries and I struggle to find things that can make me happy, help to resolve my problems or forget them.
Looking for happiness is what brings me here in the first place!
Another friend of mine who lived about ten years as a volunteer without earning any wages told me once that you can be happy only if you put God first, caring for others second and your self third. That made me think God is already my priority and I know that I most enjoy helping others. So that gave birth to the idea about the things that I am doing now.
I don’t know where things have gone wrong but I am sure that they will be better again. Tomorrow I am going do some shopping. They said that shopping cheers every girl! And I am also looking forward to this weekend when I will go with other people of my age from church to somewhere in Kent.
Sorry guys if I bring you into depression but I won’t write just about the bright side.
Sunday, October 22, 2006
Hello everybody!!!
I know what you’re thinking! Horrible template!! It is true! But I am not very good with computers and technology in general so until somebody takes pity on me and helps me to change, I’m afraid you together with me have to stand this.
Anyway, I should tell you how I got idea to get a blog.
I like literature, I even tried to study it but I was never good at writing, so I would never think about this before.
The bloke in this photo mentioned to me this crazy but tempting idea. So here I am! And if you have any complaints send it to his account!
By the way – next to him you can see his lovely wife Annette. And they are my host family during my stay in England, which will last for about 11 months. Lucky them!!!
Meet the Duffy’s!
The head of the family is Martin. He is a doctor in maths, but he works as a stock broker. As long as he deals with numbers it is OK. A quiet, smart, competitive and incredibly funny guy! His other passion but numbers are chess and table tennis. There we have something in common!
You wouldn’t believe how much he likes chess! In ancient times when computers were far in the future he used to play chess with unknown people via letters. So in each letter he wrote one single move and sent it, than he waited for answer, then he’d send the next move…. If you still remember how slow post was, than you know that one game would last for ages. Literally!!!
Table tennis!? Another weak spot! Usually this patient man becomes inpatient and competitive as I mention before. Expressions like it is important to play, spend time together etc., are useless. This man likes to win!
His better half and neck of the house (move head in direction she wants) is Annette.
She is a proper British wife – polite, classy, fussy, always smiling, hospitable…
She’s a French teacher! What else to say!?
Annette likes relaxing, nature, reading and Lensbury club where she goes when she needs think or be alone and sometimes for gym.
Altogether a really lovely family! And, I would say, quite brave people when they dare to accomodate themselves and receive a totally stranger in their house. I wish more families were like this! Hope they won’t regret me being here.
Lots of my time is spent hanging out with them. Especially evenings chatting while we drink camomile tea.
I just never understand why they go so early to bed (between 11 and 12pm).
Anyway, I should tell you how I got idea to get a blog.
I like literature, I even tried to study it but I was never good at writing, so I would never think about this before.
The bloke in this photo mentioned to me this crazy but tempting idea. So here I am! And if you have any complaints send it to his account!By the way – next to him you can see his lovely wife Annette. And they are my host family during my stay in England, which will last for about 11 months. Lucky them!!!
Meet the Duffy’s!
The head of the family is Martin. He is a doctor in maths, but he works as a stock broker. As long as he deals with numbers it is OK. A quiet, smart, competitive and incredibly funny guy! His other passion but numbers are chess and table tennis. There we have something in common!
You wouldn’t believe how much he likes chess! In ancient times when computers were far in the future he used to play chess with unknown people via letters. So in each letter he wrote one single move and sent it, than he waited for answer, then he’d send the next move…. If you still remember how slow post was, than you know that one game would last for ages. Literally!!!
Table tennis!? Another weak spot! Usually this patient man becomes inpatient and competitive as I mention before. Expressions like it is important to play, spend time together etc., are useless. This man likes to win!
His better half and neck of the house (move head in direction she wants) is Annette.
She is a proper British wife – polite, classy, fussy, always smiling, hospitable…
She’s a French teacher! What else to say!?
Annette likes relaxing, nature, reading and Lensbury club where she goes when she needs think or be alone and sometimes for gym.
Altogether a really lovely family! And, I would say, quite brave people when they dare to accomodate themselves and receive a totally stranger in their house. I wish more families were like this! Hope they won’t regret me being here.
Lots of my time is spent hanging out with them. Especially evenings chatting while we drink camomile tea.
I just never understand why they go so early to bed (between 11 and 12pm).
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