W-wa Jeziorki

Five days in London; early August and each day's weather forecast starts with the word 'unsettled'. Back in Warsaw, the August v...

I am walking through Pitshanger Park, through Scotch Common and Cleveland Park, as I have done in my childhood, in my adolescence, in my you...

We checked out of the Golden Tulip hotel at midday and set off on foot with our bags, Dziadzio on wheelchair, and made our way towards Pole ...

People like to bask in the reflected glory of others, none more than politicians. It struck many of us, the ageing children of elderly veter...

Today, the 75th anniversary of the outbreak of the Warsaw Uprising was especially significant for my father. On this day, 75 years ago, he l...

After breakfast, we are joined by Eddie for another three-generation day. We set out to find where my father lived for the first four years ...

Day Two of my father's visit. The fourth year in a row now that he's flying over for the commemorations, each year is essentially si...

Sunday evening, back from the działka to meet my father and daughter off the London flight. A group of volunteers are also waiting to greet...