Monday, 30 July 2007
Tuesday, 24 July 2007
The sewing machine was purchased for 140 zloty (round AUD $70) at the junk shop.
Tuesday, 17 July 2007
Monday, 16 July 2007
All in all I am glad that almost-developed-but-not-quite countries such as
1) Deodorants have only become widely available in the last 15 years or so. Commy times meant a deo stick here or there would arrive in an overseas package from an uncle living it up in the States. If you had no uncle in the States, then soap was your only friend. Or talcum powder. Which leads me to wonder if the breast cancer stats are lower in
2) The price. For some bizarre and god-knows why reason, the tax on cosmetics is extremely high in
Nonetheless I am an awful harsh wench, and the above two reasons are in no way justifiable. You wanted the west, then you go and clean ya pit! Deodorant companies are stupid bafoons, because they have a ready made market just waiting to be embarrassed. All you need is to send some of those free-products-for-everyone girls onto all of Krakow’s trams, hand out free deo samples and erect billboards with slogans such as “
Sunday, 8 July 2007
Some of the things Wong left behind to make room for the 25 books he ordered on amazon:
- a huge bath towel
- a huge yellow bath robe
- 6 packets of envelopes
- 10 tins of snuff
- books he read and gave to us (including The Young Stalin)
- 2 notebooks
- 350 zloty to send his sea-mail stash of books he didn’t manage to finish reading (the stash includes 6 volumes of Proust and Italian vocab textbooks)
- about 7 bottles of grog, including a 15 year old Balvenie whiskey
- Czech money
- a nice load of boxers left in the bin (he claimed the Malaysian sizes were too restrictive)
To fill the gaping wound created by his departure, we will be having a new guest to stay with us as of tomorrow. For 6 days. Her name is Sarah, and she is the girlfriend of a guy who is the son of my mum’s neighbour friend from the 70s who lives in the States. Sarah is from
We went to a wedding this weekend (Michal’s good friend from high school). It could have turned into the ultimate wedding from hell. Firstly, the young couple found out only a day before the ceremony that the church they were getting married in was being renovated. On the inside! The vows were made amongst some gruesome scaffolding. The guests were forced to sit and squint at the couple from a distance. Secondly, upon sitting down to the main meal, the bride’s grandfather who looked close to being 90, started to choke on a piece of meat. People started to scream thinking he was having a heart attack, whilst he went purple and slowly started to lose consciousness, eyes rolling back. The bride initially looked on with horror and then ran out of the building bawling. We all thought pops was going to cark it right there and then, but some burley uncle pulled out the Heimlich and the pesty bit of meat popped out. Pops got his colour back. The ambulance came, the band began to play and the guests started to dance. After some tests were run at the hospital, turned out pops was ok and no bones were broken. And how did we know this? Because pops made a speedy return to the wedding! And enjoyed himself (although slightly hazed) until about 1 in the morning. Why are old Slavs so goddamn crazy?
Pani Irenka is a tough old bird because:
- she has municipal water pipes coming into her property but hasn’t connected them to the house – she still uses a well.
- she uses an outside dunny (pit)
- when she caught the bus to go to the bank to check if the money for the land had gone in, she got it all out in cash (90 000 zloty), stuffed it into her handbag and then decided to walk across the fields (some 4km) back to her place. After dividing it up amongst her relos, I suspect the rest of the stash is under a mattress somewhere
- at the ripe age of 74 she still chops her own firewood. And yes, you guessed it, no gas heating.
Sunday, 1 July 2007
I rode my bike out of my way just to show you more hideous-but-love-it commy designs.
Check out Skelator (Szkieletor), a skyscraper built in