Polish Vodka?

Fredrik,
Whatever problems you are currently facing I hope that you find your way through them. You always come across as a niec guy and i hope things look up for you.

Dear Friends,

A bloody day at work, and huge weight off my shoulders. On Wednesday I start a new job in a different department, requiring the same attention to detail but virtually none of the sheer labour and heavy lifting of my now finished job on the conserve plant. My new manager is a lovely man, who I worked for ten years ago, and he always wanted me back in his area.

I cannot go into details, but my lovely team with the two Poles is broken forever. One swore very violently in Polish and thumped the wall, leaving a visible dent in the aluminium cladding over insulative foam. He then grabbed hold of me and gave me a proper hug saying he knew it was the only way forward. The other swore very violently down the phone in English, and said we should celebrate the fact of my release in the pub tomorrow afternoon after the morning shift finishes. I am not sure either will stay in position for longer than they can avoid, as I have shielded them from the management rather effectively, and they know it. They are two of the nicest people I have ever met, and I believe it is true that one never knows a man till one has worked hard with him. Maybe one does get to know people well otherwise, but it takes much longer. These two were the only friends have found in the workplace in a working life of just over thirty years. So a determined, straight talking, and rather kind anglo-norsk, has never found an Englishman friend at work, but straight away found two Poles to be the salt of the earth. Wow! But the friendship will last all our lives! And will deepen now, I suspect. By the Grace of God are we given such introductions, and they are beyond Price. I never expect again to be be so happy with my cohorts at work, and so one must consider what cause I had to transfer. This will go without comment, I must say. One here knows the whole story, but that is the end of it.

The other issue is even more unmentionable, but made a major stride today. I might even be my old self again by Saturday!

Though it will not be opened yet I bought a nice Wyberowa on the way home. I like it as a night-cap - just one small measure - to knock me out quietly at the end of the day! [ZZ Smiley]!

From a somewhat less stressed out Fredrik!

quote:

Originally posted by Fredrik_Fiske:
Dear Friends,

... My new manager is a lovely man, who I worked for ten years ago, and he always wanted me back in his area.

... Fredrik!

..., whom I worked for...

Sorry about that. Unable to correct it as I was too late.

Fredrik

Transfer at work done: Good thing, as I had hoped it would be!

Old friendships preserved, and the foundation will be the basis of lifelong continuation, I am sure. New team, also completely Polish! Really nice gang...

Celebrating quietly with Walton's Wise Virgins Suite, two bottles of Lech, and two of Tyskie, possibly followed by something stronger, and then sleep.

Goodnight from a contented Fredrik

Good for you, dear Fredrik.

I'm celebrating Saturday with a bottle of Chilean red, 'Gran Tarapaca'.

Turned out nice again.

Regards

Mark

Dear Mark!

quote:

Originally posted by Chillkram:

Turned out nice again. Regards, Mark

Very nice...

Thanks! Fredrik

All good tonight! I bought my airline tickets for a visit to Poland today, so this thread will definately come alive again in three weeks! My Passport came last week and find it it is US compatible if they would let me in! I look like something off the bench at Nuremberg. I shall eventually visit my Aunt who lives in non-US territory off the Florida coast one day so I may test the idea!

Anyhoo the night winds down with some Tyskie, and a slight disagreement with my upstairs neigbour, who finds the Goldbergs enough to prevent sleep though playing at 7:15 on attenuator, and through a good solid floor! Well maybe considering he surely woke everyone in the house with his moaning I should make a proper breast of it and play the Ride Of The Valkyries at 10:30!

No pleasing some people! A passing lorry is louder than my level of playback. Time to look for better neigbours perhaps! The annoyance was an hour ago, and the music has continued and now finished, but at 07:05 on the dial! Most people would call thatin the off position!

Good night to y'all. Fredrik

Things that go bump in the night*

...or bonk in the night! [Smiley]! Fredrik

Wilco! Fred

Dear Friends,

A post from Poland! No [greatquantity, at least]of Wadka yet, but enough draft Tyskie and Zywiec to make me happy.

Absolutely one of the best concerts of my life last night from true lovely musicians! More on that when I get home. Violin and Piano...

Fantastic day for me wondering round Warsaw today! Too much to describe but I will do something about that next week.

Have fun, you all! I am! Fredrik

Been tp Majdenec Camp today. The second biggest of Hitler's camps...

Fredrik

Sounds like your have a good time Fredrik.

The Palace Of Culture And Science looks fantastic, I'm sure you'll agree.






Beano

Ah! Stalin's Tower! Impressive, certainly it is - it is"massive." But beauty is in the eye of the beholder, and there is a very great deal that is more beautiful, here, to my eyes.

I am quite worn out today, and even we had no music this evening... Nice beer earlier, and a nice trip out, but tomorrow promisses to be a light lighter in tone, mood wise. It snowed a little today, and as it it is a hard frost it was blowing round as a dust earlier. No problem to me, who prefers the cold to the warm.

Good night, all from Fredrik

Dear Fredrik

It sounds as though you are enjoying yourself out there. It will be good to have you back posting full time, though.

Regards

Mark

I first tried Bison vodka which I believe is Polish about 30 years ago. Can't remember much about it as I was young and experiencing growing pains. However my last meeting with Stoly ended up with me waking up at a staff party with my head stuck into the plate that was holding my Chocolate pudding. Needless to say I got phrases like shithead thrown at me for sometime afterwards.

Dear Friends,

I am back in UK now, and I had the ,ost wonderful time in Poland. All this beer is just so nice on Draft. More stories tomorrow, when I have recovered a bit. Flying with a serious hang-over is quite an experience though I had a really fine bacon and sausage breakfast in Warsaw Airport, and that started to perk me up a bit.

Pan Frank F is the Wadka master!

All the best from Fredrik

PS: Though it has been off for a week, the little set is seemingly glorious from the off.

Also it was snowing in Warsaw this week! My natural environment!

Dear Friends,

Fredrik in Poland, having a grand beer - one litre!



And Frank doing much the same:



As you may guess most of the time I had in that great and indomitable country was very, very good fun. The people are wonderful...

Simply put I had the best of times there, so thanks to Frank and Anna.

Frank, if you can, post a couple of shots as well, if they came out! Fredrik

Later, a nice nip of Wyberowa! Thanks to Frank F!

It is getting cool enough to be the time of year for it!

Fredrik

This beautiful view is in the same Park as the Tomb of the Unknown Soldier:



The tomb Of The Unknown Soldier In Warsaw;



And here is the place where I bought the first Polish draught beer on my own half way through a long ramble round Warsaw. This is in the Market Square in the "Old Town."



Several businesses use the same door to the street, and the pub was in the basement.

All the best from Fredrik

Dear Friends,

Tonight I had the pleasure of helping my best Polish friend buy a return ticket to Krackow and nice beer was shared, plus a small Wadka [Wyberowa], but this is just prelude. Frank [F] suggested an idea, which was totally confirmed this evening for me by my friend.

I bet I am posting (if rarely) from that great nation, permanently, within twelve months. Perhaps I will not count as wealthy in UK terms (which is wholely unlike in any case if I stay in this God-forsaken country), but my spiritual wealth cannot fail to grow in such a place...

I value respect, and valuing a character by his or her spiritual integrity above any amount of obvious spending power, and I suspect that the values of the place are very much closer to my own than anything I shall ever find in Anglo-Saxon [supremely short term in other words] capitalistic, and narrow little England, whose 'great' values have been totally shot in the last forty years. I have given my heart's best for thirty years here, and nothing of use has emerged, but only pathetic, narrow, and mean mis-readings of my intentions and efforts.

Fredrik

Tortellier's first pass with Sargent on here [BBC recording on HMV/Testament, and still obtainable on CD in spite of very fine 1954 mono recording quality]! Such a nice co-ordination. Boult, and Sargent, and one French Angel, loaned to Earthly mankind for only a modest span. Tortellier worked on this music for a lifetime, and none of his efforts at reading the music is less than great. He was no youngster when he set down the account with Sargent.

This end was a Pierrousel Burgundy, follow by one Tyskie and a small Wyberowa with my friend Pawel, so now I start the Elgar off again, with a little more Wadka, and let tomorrow take the hindmost...

Fredrik

Dear friends,

Autumn is both later and more damp in UK than Poland. Here is a lovely view of Autumn (just before the snow of the 2nd November) in Warsaw, and the day before cemetary day on the First...



I was talking to a Polish friend about the seasons in Poland, and he joked that in UK we only have two seasons: Autumn and two weeks of Summer! He commented that in Poland they had Spring, Summer, Autumn, and a proper Winter! I commented that they surely ran, "in that order!" We both laughed! But I can definately say Autumn and Winter certainly exist in Poland!

Fredrik

Just for Beano!

Stalin's tower...



And it is surprising how you can see it from almost every corner of the centre of Warsaw:



And one more which is lovely:



A most beautiful Church in the "Old town."

And another, which is rather sad, and reminiscent of the "Warsaw Upprisung."



This little statue, outside the walls of the "Old Town" represents the fact that the final doomed struggle for Warsaw against the retreating Nazis, involved everyone. The history is easily found if not properly taught in UK, at least generally.

Fredrik

Fredrik

Whilst I am pleased to see that you had a good time, I am begining to sympathise with your liver. It seems to have been working overtime lately.

Regards

Mick