The Polish Experience By Nicholas Westerby This ... - GetSab.Com

visibly enjoyed her cake and I began to wonder if they had all been as slender as
Elly in their youth.
I've heard it said that to see your future wife look at her mother, well from
looking at her female relatives the size 10 dresses wouldn't last much longer.
Elly's Uncle hugged her as soon as her Aunt had finished and then he shook my
hand. We were invited to the dining table not for cake this time but for meat and
veg in jelly. I politely refused and was offered something else but I had Elly
explain that I was set to burst.
Her Uncle laughed and rubbed his belly. He produced a bottle of Old Smuggler
whiskey, I liked this guy and his family already. After the horror that was vodka
a good whiskey was heaven. We had drunk a few measures before Elly had
finished talking to her Aunt and came to rescue me. Me and her Uncle
continued to drink and laugh, his daughter emerged with her 5 year old son.
They too were content souls and since they enjoyed Poland I thought that it
couldn’t be that bad. The whole family was joyful, it was a real pleasure to be in
their company but sadly time was against us so after a quick catch up with her
cousin we were on the move again. Not before I had a chance to bond with
another little one though. I was on a roll and it wasn’t about to stop. I was
throwing him about and pulling out my best physical comedy. Entertaining a 5
year old entertains those around him, there is something infectious in their
laughter.
Was I going to be that easy to please in a few years?