Surrogate mothers, just as annoying as the real thing
12.06.2005 14 °C
My cough seems to have got much worse overnight, but generally I feel fine. The mother of the family seems convinced that I am about to keel over and die though and that I probably have some life threatening disease like the plague. She apparently rushed to the chemists this morning, and just as I am about to sit down for lunch, she dumps what can only be describled as the enture contents of the local chemists onto the kitchen table. I think she spied the look of complete terror in my eyes at the thought of having to take such a great quantity of totally unidentifiable medicines, because the next thing I know she has her hands on her hips and is saying "You must take all this!" in that very firm tone of voice that mothers worldwide have perfected. I gulp as she starts lining up all of the different bottles and packets. Ten very disgusting minutes later I have managed to swallow just about everything, and puffed on a few herbal inhalers that she got as well. I have to say that I feel ten times worse for the whole experiance, but I am not about to tell her that.
On to even more miserable things...the weather. I was expecting Poland to be grey, ex Communist and all that, and fairly depressing, buit nothing quite this bad. I've only been here 48 hours and I already want to top myself. It has been nothing but overcast since I got here, and the vast majority of the time it is raining as well, which makes life particularly hard when I have to go stand in the garden for a cigarette. Added to which it makes the whole town look even more grey than it already is. I had it on good report that it was supposed to be sunny at this time of the year, and everyone in the family is sporting a tan, so I am begining to suspect that the hid the sunshine just to spite me. Either that, or in some misguided to attempt to make me feel more at home, becuase this is what English weather is like for a good part of the year.
I spend the majority of today doing absolutely nothing. I made it out of bed at midday, in time for lunch at 15:30. More fried meat - pork this time - and potatoes for lunch. Oh and cabbage of course. I forgot to mention the caggage yesterday. There seems to be a firm belief - either just in this family or in Poland as a whole - that a meal is not a meal if it does not in some way contain cabbage and celery.
After lunch, I had another nap...I really am turning into an OAP. Then wandered down to the school with one of the daughter to check my email, and here I am.
Till tomorrow, which I am sure will be a gloriously sunny day.