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Left my beloved Kraków now to set up in Brussels but this is by no means the end of my adventures with Polish. Linguistic confusion and cross-cultural misunderstandings still abound. I'm an interpreter, a translator, a musician, I'm learning to cook again and I miss my dog. I think that's got it covered, more or less.
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For some reason the flames on a flaming Christmas pud are incredibly difficult to photograph. I have many photos of people gawping and pointing at apparently non-ablaze puds.
Did you know that nobody else in the world has Christmas crackers? I was quite shocked when I discovered this.
Ha ha- when I was teaching in France I took a box of crackers in to show my classes and even the slackers at the back were terrified. Pussies.
I don't think there are any flames on that picture: most of the brandy had already been drunk, so it wasn't a great success.
My boss tried to smuggle a pudding back into Poland once but it was too dense for the x-ray machines at security...
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