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<feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><id>tag:mayisay.blog.co.uk,2009-11-22:/</id><title>May I say?</title><link rel="self" href="http://mayisay.blog.co.uk/feed/atom/posts/"/><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://mayisay.blog.co.uk/"/><generator version="1.0">MokoFeed</generator><updated>2009-11-22T14:56:19+01:00</updated><entry><id>tag:mayisay.blog.co.uk,2009-10-19:/2009/10/19/king-harold-day-at-waltham-abbey-7199596/</id><title>King Harold Day at Waltham Abbey</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://mayisay.blog.co.uk/2009/10/19/king-harold-day-at-waltham-abbey-7199596/"/><author><name>cevoila</name></author><published>2009-10-19T11:43:05+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T11:44:03+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;Finaly my husband had Saturday off his work so we could enjoy at trip to Waltham Abbey, small town above 'our' part of London.&lt;br&gt;The occasion -Medieval Fest promised well &amp; full of atractions especially for kids.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Anglo-Saxon Knights" href="javascript:window.open("&gt;&lt;img src="http://data6.blog.de/media/974/4018974_6f4bef462b_m.jpeg" alt="Anglo-Saxon Knights"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Medieval Settlement" href="javascript:window.open("&gt;&lt;img src="http://data6.blog.de/media/975/4018975_397e8e482b_m.jpeg" alt="Medieval Settlement"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;As we suppoused, kids were happy when they could touch and try everything&lt;/span&gt;;)&lt;br&gt;&lt;a title="Lost heads" href="javascript:window.open("&gt;&lt;img src="http://data6.blog.de/media/988/4018988_47e3e763ac_m.jpeg" alt="Lost heads"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;a title="Archers" href="javascript:window.open("&gt;&lt;img src="http://data6.blog.de/media/989/4018989_1ef6509a6d_m.jpeg" alt="Archers"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp; we had occasion to climb at the top of abbey's tower &amp;.. even ring the bell&lt;br&gt;&lt;a title="The Abbey" href="javascript:window.open("&gt;&lt;img src="http://data6.blog.de/media/002/4019002_d9c961dffb_m.jpeg" alt="The Abbey"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a title="Ringing the bell" href="javascript:window.open("&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://data6.blog.de/media/003/4019003_71049e6620_m.jpeg" alt="Ringing the bell"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://mayisay.blog.co.uk/2009/10/19/king-harold-day-at-waltham-abbey-7199596/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:mayisay.blog.co.uk,2009-10-13:/2009/10/13/unexpected-offer-7163986/</id><title>Unexpected offer</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://mayisay.blog.co.uk/2009/10/13/unexpected-offer-7163986/"/><author><name>cevoila</name></author><published>2009-10-13T23:14:58+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T23:33:36+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;My kids finish school at 3.20 every day and I usualy have plenty of time to do some shoppings before but this today I had some works to do. &lt;br&gt;So, I took them after shool to Polish store with strong decision to buy polish bread &amp; few other goods. &lt;br&gt;When we reached it I reminded myself that I have no cash, very importent issue at store without card reader.. &lt;br&gt;I left kids at store (with 100% sure they're in safety place, of course) &amp; went out to nearest cash mahine. In the meanwhile I met my old (literally) neighbour who always wait for me to make a little chat.  &lt;br&gt;Mr. H** is not quite like most of my neighbours, hasn't got hairlocks &amp; wears wide brimmed hat. &lt;br&gt;He asked me about Jewish New Year card which he left me at my mail box. &lt;br&gt;I expressed as well as I could all of my  thankfulness &amp; apologies that I'm doing it so late but I wasn't sure who's the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;sender&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;a title="Happy New 5770 Year" href="javascript:window.open("&gt;&lt;img src="http://data6.blog.de/media/177/4000177_eb11c1c197_m.jpeg" alt="Happy New 5770 Year"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Year 5770" href="javascript:window.open("&gt;&lt;img src="http://data6.blog.de/media/178/4000178_c804a22734_m.jpeg" alt="Year 5770"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;Then he asked me about my kids and I said&lt;br&gt;''They're fine. They're just waiting for me becouse I found I have no cash &amp;.."&lt;br&gt;"Oh, you have no money'' he interrupted reaching to his pocket "I'll give you some"&lt;br&gt; "O, no! Thank you!' I said &amp; explained the misunderstanding&lt;br&gt; "Remmeber' he said "If you'll need money, I will always help you.."&lt;br&gt;"Oh, gosh" I thought realy touched.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br&gt;My husband said after that "He must realy like you"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://mayisay.blog.co.uk/2009/10/13/unexpected-offer-7163986/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:mayisay.blog.co.uk,2009-10-12:/2009/10/12/my-today-s-direction-7151201/</id><title>My today's direction</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://mayisay.blog.co.uk/2009/10/12/my-today-s-direction-7151201/"/><author><name>cevoila</name></author><published>2009-10-12T09:42:52+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T09:42:52+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;................toward Oxford Str&lt;br&gt;
Oh I'm crazy shopping maniac -I just have to reach Apple Store at Wardour Str. 'couse my son's ITouch is out of order &amp; when I'll be there why not look around, take some pics of crowd or just check new exposition at Royal Art Academy...&lt;br&gt;
or just we'll see
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://mayisay.blog.co.uk/2009/10/12/my-today-s-direction-7151201/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:mayisay.blog.co.uk,2009-10-07:/2009/10/07/i-did-it-7116447/</id><title>I did it!!!</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://mayisay.blog.co.uk/2009/10/07/i-did-it-7116447/"/><author><name>cevoila</name></author><published>2009-10-07T11:23:50+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T11:24:08+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;I just filled in eadmission's appl for my son's transfer to secondary school.&lt;br&gt;
UUUUUhhhhhhhrrrrrr&lt;br&gt;
Stone of my heart, ok half of stone -I'm before an appointment with Doreen from school's office..&lt;br&gt;
Last year, when I helped two my friends with their kids it was much easier..&lt;br&gt;
very much easier
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://mayisay.blog.co.uk/2009/10/07/i-did-it-7116447/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:mayisay.blog.co.uk,2009-10-01:/2009/10/01/how-can-be-peace-in-this-world-7076119/</id><title>How can be peace in this world</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://mayisay.blog.co.uk/2009/10/01/how-can-be-peace-in-this-world-7076119/"/><author><name>cevoila</name></author><published>2009-10-01T09:58:09+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T09:58:42+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;It was before 9 o'clock pm. I met Mrs Baila, one of my Jewish client yesterday evening, very nice &amp; satisfied of my works for her, who has 5 children &amp; is much younger than me.&lt;br&gt;
We made a little chat but in th meantime some other client called to me.&lt;br&gt;
I took out my mobile, checked is it one of my family members, then turned the volume of its ring with words: I don't take business calls at this time.&lt;br&gt;
She was very surprised so I explained her that in my culture we don't call even to friends after 6, maybe 7.&lt;br&gt;
It's our family time.&lt;br&gt;
She said 'But WE call even later to each other..'&lt;br&gt;
'I know' I answered ' I felt that on my skin, it's sometimes even funny, I can expect calls exactly after Shabos for egzample, when it's finaly allowed. &amp; sometimes people call to me already when I'm in my bed..'&lt;br&gt;
Baila was still very curiouse so she asked me&lt;br&gt;
'Is it normal habit or only yours &amp; your friends?'&lt;br&gt;
'I think it's ...regular in .. Europe.. &amp; .. in .. America..'&lt;br&gt;
'In America too?'&lt;br&gt;
'Yep, in America"
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://mayisay.blog.co.uk/2009/10/01/how-can-be-peace-in-this-world-7076119/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:mayisay.blog.co.uk,2009-10-01:/2009/10/01/i-m-back-7076109/</id><title>I'M BACK</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://mayisay.blog.co.uk/2009/10/01/i-m-back-7076109/"/><author><name>cevoila</name></author><published>2009-10-01T09:56:26+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T09:56:26+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;The time runs so quickly and I thouth that watching children's pick is the best prove for that but here in this place I can see that clearly especialy when I'm absent day after day.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I started work, opened little business as a dressmaker -the best solution for home-stayed-mum.&lt;br&gt;
I do mostly reparations for Jews who need kosher clothes.&lt;br&gt;
So I share my time between work and children, learn, after years spent with children, how to work.&lt;br&gt;
Paradoxal I have more interesting things to say but I couldn't concentrate.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Thank you! You are somewhere there, we don't know each other but we are curiouse (I guess), I have many evidence of that, statistic for egzample.&lt;br&gt;
Thank you for that, thank you for your comments and warm words.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Anyway I'M BACK&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://mayisay.blog.co.uk/2009/10/01/i-m-back-7076109/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:mayisay.blog.co.uk,2008-07-08:/2008/07/08/meanwhile-4419045/</id><title>Meanwhile</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://mayisay.blog.co.uk/2008/07/08/meanwhile-4419045/"/><author><name>cevoila</name></author><published>2008-07-08T10:47:33+02:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T22:22:27+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Troubles, troubles&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Becouse we moved my son had healthy problems since January.&lt;br&gt;
He had constipation and woke up every day with painful belly.&lt;br&gt;
I feel that I can finaly write about becouse he's much better now.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="dictdef"&gt;After two week of  my &lt;strong&gt;complacence &lt;/strong&gt;since the end of my son's problems , my daughter closed the door with her ring finger, luckily didn't broke it but she had platic surgery to remove her nail.&lt;br&gt;
It was huge experience to see her asleeping under an anaesthetic, wait for her awaking and try to calm her down when she finaly opened her eyes.&lt;br&gt;
The surgery was made at the Royal Hospital, very nice and friendly place so my daughter wanted to stay there longer.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ESOL tests&lt;br&gt;
&lt;/strong&gt;It wasn't so bad, they scared us more befor during pre-tests&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img class="smiley" src="http://www.blog.co.uk/srv/tinymce/jss/plugins/blogdeemotions/smilies/04smile.gif" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;br&gt;
While my writing test my daughter, escorted by my husband, had an appointment  at the hospital so I didn't care about questions two much, just tried to finish it as fast as it possible, collect my son from his school and join to the rest family at the hospital.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Speaking and listening test was the biggest challange. Me and my partner, Martha from Columbia had to speak together with some writing examiner behind us.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;to be continued..&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://mayisay.blog.co.uk/2008/07/08/meanwhile-4419045/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:mayisay.blog.co.uk,2008-07-08:/2008/07/08/private-blogging-style-4418898/</id><title>Private blogging style</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://mayisay.blog.co.uk/2008/07/08/private-blogging-style-4418898/"/><author><name>cevoila</name></author><published>2008-07-08T10:07:18+02:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T17:20:19+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;It seems I've got my own style.&lt;br&gt;
I don't write when I don't have much to say and I don't write when happens to much&lt;br&gt;
I don't write when I'm happy and definitevely I don't write when I'm sad
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://mayisay.blog.co.uk/2008/07/08/private-blogging-style-4418898/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:mayisay.blog.co.uk,2008-06-09:/2008/06/09/cleaning-4291602/</id><title>Cleaning</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://mayisay.blog.co.uk/2008/06/09/cleaning-4291602/"/><author><name>cevoila</name></author><published>2008-06-09T09:58:54+02:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T10:07:53+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;After many malicious adventures my husband finally cleaned our laptop.&lt;br&gt;
Now I don't eat the walls and I'm flying like my computer and maybe I'll write some posts, maybe.&lt;br&gt;
Now I'm bracing myself to go to my ESOL course at 11 o'clock.&lt;br&gt;
My exams are coming. I have Reading Test next Monday and Writing Test next Wednesday. I'm not afraid about them becouse I passed that experimental one.&lt;br&gt;
I had 86% from reading, I konw it could be better. About my writing they wrote me describing note:&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;"Well done. These are excellent answers&lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_redface.gif" alt=":oops:" class="middle" border="0"&gt; to the tasks, with good expansion of the main points.&lt;br&gt;
You have some excellent vocabulary and your work flows well generally. Be careful with subject -verb agreement&lt;img src="/img/smilies/grayconfused.gif" alt=":??:" class="middle" border="0"&gt; and with the use of articles&lt;img src="/img/smilies/grayconfused.gif" alt=":??:" class="middle" border="0"&gt;."&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Now, I know what to do with paragraphs and wher my problem is. But I'm  still not sure about that subject -verb agreement. I'll be very grateful for suggestions. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;There will be bigger problem with Speaking and Listening test. We'll work in pairs and we'll have only 15 minutes for that. I'm in pair with Martha from Columbia. We practised ones after last Friday's lesson and we have strong resolution to do it again. Maybe today.. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;O! It's time to go! By!&lt;br&gt;
Viola
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://mayisay.blog.co.uk/2008/06/09/cleaning-4291602/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:mayisay.blog.co.uk,2008-05-23:/2008/05/23/mentioned-circumstances-4211853/</id><title>Mentioned circumstances</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://mayisay.blog.co.uk/2008/05/23/mentioned-circumstances-4211853/"/><author><name>cevoila</name></author><published>2008-05-23T13:32:06+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T13:37:30+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;I'm warning you: those pics are taken by my moble-phone's camera when I supposed to jog..&lt;br&gt;
So, please, don't be so cruel&lt;img class="smiley" src="http://www.blog.co.uk/srv/tinymce/jss/plugins/blogdeemotions/smilies/graysmilewinkgrin.gif" border="0" alt=""&gt;                                                                                                                                            &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/feed_station/2545098" title="Feed station"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/098/2545098_de5faf2915_m.jpeg" alt="Feed station" hspace="5" vspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/kitten/2545099" title="Kitten"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/099/2545099_65d62c96f7_m.jpeg" alt="Kitten" hspace="5" vspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/landing/2545100" title="Landing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/100/2545100_32ddff8c84_m.jpeg" alt="Landing" hspace="5" vspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;PS. Love to take pics with cats. Do that for about two years and call it hunting. My children are totaly invected that passion and scream always 'Mum cat! Behind that car! Take it! Quikly! It's running!'&lt;br&gt;
Anyway, got Polish, Czech, American and now British cats in my collection and you know what? Maybe they &lt;strong&gt;differ&lt;/strong&gt;, some of them are bigger, some &lt;strong&gt;spotted&lt;/strong&gt; but all with that grace
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://mayisay.blog.co.uk/2008/05/23/mentioned-circumstances-4211853/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:mayisay.blog.co.uk,2008-05-21:/2008/05/21/beautifull-circumstances-of-nature-4202254/</id><title>Beautiful circumstances of the nature</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://mayisay.blog.co.uk/2008/05/21/beautifull-circumstances-of-nature-4202254/"/><author><name>cevoila</name></author><published>2008-05-21T10:30:52+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T13:01:16+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;I'm back from my jogging alongside the river (third day of my new resolution.. I'm so proud of myself..)&lt;br&gt;
But how can I do my daily excersise between those all swimming, flying and walking birds, &lt;strong&gt;sneaking &lt;/strong&gt;cats and wagging children? I just can't and I stop at every fascinating momenth.&lt;br&gt;
Yesterday I saw from 50 metres distance that one of grey herons  tried to &lt;strong&gt;touch down&lt;/strong&gt; the path few times but from some reason it couldn't and balanced dangerously above water.&lt;br&gt;
It was on my way so I finnaly found what's going on..&lt;br&gt;
Every time when the heron &lt;strong&gt;attempted&lt;/strong&gt; to land some crow rose from grass and catched wings of much bigger bird.&lt;br&gt;
It was unusual cruel ballet in the air.&lt;br&gt;
Shame that I had no my camera but from the other side I don't think  I could  take  that  picture.&lt;br&gt;
It  stays only in my memory&lt;br&gt;
and in your imagination.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;My first words are inspirated by some line from polish movie from 1970  titled "The Cruise" (Rejs) directed by Marek Piwowski.&lt;br&gt;
It's cultic film with very absurdal sense of humour.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Viola&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://mayisay.blog.co.uk/2008/05/21/beautifull-circumstances-of-nature-4202254/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:mayisay.blog.co.uk,2008-05-20:/2008/05/21/diverses-4200678/</id><title>Diverses</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://mayisay.blog.co.uk/2008/05/21/diverses-4200678/"/><author><name>cevoila</name></author><published>2008-05-21T00:30:05+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T00:33:25+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;Last reading&lt;/u&gt; &lt;br&gt;
Although I tried, I still read only in my native.&lt;br&gt;
I'm too impatient, I'm afraid. &lt;br&gt;
Just finish  Robert McLiam Wilson's "Eureka Street".&lt;br&gt;
Quite nice, I like male view, male kind of writing, maybe it's generalization but I think it's more universal.&lt;br&gt;
Of course, there are exceptions like Margaret Atwood or polish poetress Wislawa Szymborska but mostly women write to much.. female.&lt;br&gt;
Funny but my next choice it's "Out of Africa" of Karen Blixen.&lt;br&gt;
First chapter behind me (may I say that like that?)&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;Polish titles&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Someday someone responcible will be hanged for translations of titles mostly from English.&lt;br&gt;
These are not only my words.&lt;br&gt;
For example, meantioned "Eureka Street" was printed as "Ulica marzycieli" what means "Street of dreamers". &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I can multiply instances and doesn't matter is it book, movie, sitcom or soap-opera&lt;br&gt;
Dirty dancing - Twirlin' sex&lt;br&gt;
&lt;em&gt;Imagine how many teenagers couldn't watch it..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Terminator - Electronical Murderer&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;The worst are rhyming:&lt;br&gt;
Full Monty -G&lt;u&gt;oło&lt;/u&gt; i wes&lt;u&gt;oło&lt;/u&gt; - Naked and funny&lt;br&gt;
Grosse Point Black -Zabij&lt;u&gt;anie&lt;/u&gt; na śniad&lt;u&gt;anie&lt;/u&gt; -Killing for breakfast&lt;br&gt;
High Fidelity -Przeb&lt;u&gt;oje&lt;/u&gt; i podb&lt;u&gt;oje&lt;/u&gt; -Hits(music sense) and hits(sexual)&lt;br&gt;
&lt;em&gt;Is it a curse on John Cusack?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;O, that last one reminded me about another one tendence -different titles for book edition.&lt;br&gt;
Nick Hornby's novel showed up as "Wiernosc w stereo'' i.e. "Fidelity in stereo". &lt;em&gt;Nice, isn't it?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br&gt;
And another: J. Irving's"The Cider House Rules" is translated word-for-word but movie got new standard..&lt;br&gt;
It's "Wbrew regułom" that is "Against the rules" $%*!!%#^%^@#&amp;*&amp;!!!&lt;br&gt;
THAT'S CHANGE EVERYTHING, ISN'T IT?!&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;u&gt;Addictions&lt;br&gt;
&lt;/u&gt;I've never smoked, I don't drink to much and I totaly faithful to my husband.&lt;br&gt;
But if I have to much time, I usualy have, I can easy fall into some dependence.&lt;br&gt;
I can play patience by hours, watch sitcomes or surf  in  web. &lt;br&gt;
And nothing can't stop me until I finish that somehow.&lt;br&gt;
Now I discovered On Demand TV.&lt;br&gt;
I know I'm miserable.&lt;br&gt;

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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://mayisay.blog.co.uk/2008/05/21/diverses-4200678/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:mayisay.blog.co.uk,2008-05-12:/2008/05/12/sanday-4163857/</id><title>Sunday</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://mayisay.blog.co.uk/2008/05/12/sanday-4163857/"/><author><name>cevoila</name></author><published>2008-05-12T21:21:00+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T08:28:41+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;As I promised..&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Nearly week ago I've read about May Fayre and puppets festival at the Covent Garden.&lt;br&gt;
Something definitevely what kids like.&lt;br&gt;
Becouse parade was going to start at 10.30 am we woke up early, had some breakfast, &lt;strong&gt;set out &lt;/strong&gt;and reached St. Paul's Church before 10. Not bad. We have some time for looking around and listening classical music (nice  string quartet was playing  Vivaldi's "Four seasons").&lt;br&gt;
Nothing showed something else will happen so I was thinking franticly is it this day?&lt;br&gt;
Then some people was gathering in front of the church so we joined.&lt;br&gt;
There was a performer in the circle starting his show.&lt;br&gt;
In the meantime my doughter sat at the foot of the collumn, she was looking very cute so I took her a picture&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/at_the_foot_of_the_collumn/2523340" title="At the foot of the collumn"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/340/2523340_b82ec1942b_m.jpeg" alt="At the foot of the collumn" hspace="5" vspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
 and then my 15 seconds of fame happen..&lt;br&gt;
'Do you know this child' asked me the performer.&lt;br&gt;
I &lt;strong&gt;nodded abashly&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img class="smiley" src="http://www.blog.co.uk/srv/tinymce/jss/plugins/blogdeemotions/smilies/11redface.gif" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;br&gt;
'Why? You don't recognize her at home?'&lt;br&gt;
'Oh. She grows so fast' I cast as the answer.&lt;br&gt;
'You should take pics of stranger'&lt;br&gt;
'Ok' I said &lt;strong&gt;aiming&lt;/strong&gt; at him so he posed to me&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/the_performer/2523394" title="The performer"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/394/2523394_b1d1c23d1d_m.jpeg" alt="The performer" hspace="5" vspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;His show was very very funny but unfortunately at 10.30 the parade finnaly started and he couldn't finish his sketch with cigarette.&lt;br&gt;
I hope meet him again.&lt;br&gt;
As we expected the parade was lovely.&lt;br&gt;
There was a man  with &lt;strong&gt;bowler hat &lt;/strong&gt;and umbrella at the start,  next &lt;strong&gt;brass band, &lt;/strong&gt;Pearly Kings&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;wearing &lt;strong&gt;button-threaded&lt;/strong&gt; suits and few clowns.&lt;br&gt;
We went somewhere through Covent Garden with them and some people like us. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/the_may_fayre_parade/2523476" title="The May Fayre Parade"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/476/2523476_4a3d028253_m.jpeg" alt="The May Fayre Parade" hspace="5" vspace="5" width="500" height="357"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/another_parade_pic/2523518" title="Another parade pic"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/518/2523518_37cf49e9a1_m.jpeg" alt="Another parade pic" hspace="5" vspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/keep_serious_and_smile/2523530" title="Keep serious and smile"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/530/2523530_d258864859_m.jpeg" alt="Keep serious and smile" hspace="5" vspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt; At  the end we  came  back  to the  St . Paul's  Church  where  Puppets  Fest  started  and  we  stayed  watch  few   plays.&lt;br&gt;
As you can see my kids had fun&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/puppet_festival/2523541" title="Puppet Festival"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/541/2523541_b0d72b7e41_m.jpeg" alt="Puppet Festival" hspace="5" vspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://mayisay.blog.co.uk/2008/05/12/sanday-4163857/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:mayisay.blog.co.uk,2008-05-12:/2008/05/12/saturday-4163580/</id><title>Saturday</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://mayisay.blog.co.uk/2008/05/12/saturday-4163580/"/><author><name>cevoila</name></author><published>2008-05-12T13:16:42+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T13:17:48+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;I take every folders and leaflets which can help me discover London.&lt;br&gt;
What is obvious for old Londoners it's sometimes difficult to find for us, immigrants.&lt;br&gt;
Last time I took maps with Thames path walks and my hubby noticed the Greenwich Foot Tunnel.&lt;br&gt;
The plan was simple: we take DLR train to Canary Warf and go along river path to the tunnel.&lt;br&gt;
Of course it wasn't so simple especially with children but they get used to. We always got idea like this.&lt;br&gt;
So we took the train and left at the station. Outside we met a group of people lookig up and making pics.&lt;br&gt;
It &lt;strong&gt;came in&lt;/strong&gt; that it's an action 'Reach for the sky', charity for a canser research.&lt;br&gt;
 &lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/reach_for_the_sky/2522351" title="Reach for the sky"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/351/2522351_60f926c36f_m.jpeg" alt="Reach for the sky" vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
We stayed few minutes admiring peoples brave and moved to find the Thames. Our map turned up very simplified, very confusing becouse there isn't one water-basin but thanks this we went into cute Jubilee Park.&lt;br&gt;
Finnaly we took a good direction and got the river.&lt;br&gt;
We walk by Mill Wall, turned on Westferry Rd and back to path.&lt;br&gt;
Then we discovered a place where the Great Eastern was built and there we stayed for a rest.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/shipyard/2522374" title="Shipyard"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/374/2522374_23f40f32f4_m.jpeg" alt="Shipyard" vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
It will always a mistery for me, why childrem are tired walking straight way and full of strength finding a place like that above&lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;
It wasn't far to the tunnel so we found it soon with another occasion to make children happy again&lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="middle" border="0"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;After our &lt;strong&gt;ford&lt;/strong&gt; we ate something among many tourists, mostly German speaking teenagers and we moved back.&lt;br&gt;
I realy don't konw how we found forces to buy shoes for my daughter..&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://mayisay.blog.co.uk/2008/05/12/saturday-4163580/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:mayisay.blog.co.uk,2008-05-12:/2008/05/12/broadband-s-problems-4163386/</id><title>Broadband's problems</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://mayisay.blog.co.uk/2008/05/12/broadband-s-problems-4163386/"/><author><name>cevoila</name></author><published>2008-05-12T12:22:36+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T12:22:36+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;Unfortunately I was off-line few days. &lt;br&gt;Now I have some &lt;strong&gt;backwardness &lt;/strong&gt;to &lt;strong&gt;make for&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;br&gt;Some posts to write, some post to read, some pics to put in.&lt;br&gt;Some things I like &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="middle" border="0"&gt;
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://mayisay.blog.co.uk/2008/05/12/broadband-s-problems-4163386/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:mayisay.blog.co.uk,2008-05-06:/2008/05/06/sunny-day-with-cloudy-evening-4137830/</id><title>Sunny day with cloudy evening</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://mayisay.blog.co.uk/2008/05/06/sunny-day-with-cloudy-evening-4137830/"/><author><name>cevoila</name></author><published>2008-05-06T11:24:04+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T13:47:25+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;Finnaly home alone, I can post sth.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I woke up from the dream, another version of a dream from about month ago.&lt;br&gt;
First:&lt;br&gt;
I was in Poland and I couldn't back to London and I regreted. I opened my eyes and rested with relief very suprised that I like my new life so much.&lt;br&gt;
Yesterdays:&lt;br&gt;
Almost this same but I blamed my husband &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;After &lt;strong&gt;soft-boiled eggs&lt;/strong&gt; for breakfast we &lt;strong&gt;set out&lt;/strong&gt; to the Green Park for a&lt;br&gt;
sunny-do-nothing.&lt;br&gt;
Almost &lt;strong&gt;gropingly&lt;/strong&gt; in this ligth I took some pics of&lt;br&gt;
people resting &lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="dictdef"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/sunny_bank_holiday/2510849" title="Sunny Bank Holiday"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/849/2510849_8eff12a2b8_m.jpeg" alt="Sunny Bank Holiday" hspace="5" vspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;people eating&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/take_away/2510854" title="Take away"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/854/2510854_da9241fbfe_m.jpeg" alt="Take away" hspace="5" vspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;and some pics of my mostly runnig kids&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/difficult_to_catch/2510856" title="Difficult to catch"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/856/2510856_af39a0d6e5_m.jpeg" alt="Difficult to catch" hspace="5" vspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
But this nice day had  realy unpleasant  ending..&lt;br&gt;
I was barbequeing with my hubby and chose bad way to say that it was nice day with relaxing walk and eating out.&lt;br&gt;
Bad way becouse I added that I miss that and we should do that often...&lt;br&gt;
I don't know why but he took personal and he was sorry so I was sorry also, and we needed some time to back to our 'Bold &amp; Beautiful' marriage&lt;br&gt;
What can I do.. I have got very sensitive second half..&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://mayisay.blog.co.uk/2008/05/06/sunny-day-with-cloudy-evening-4137830/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:mayisay.blog.co.uk,2008-05-04:/2008/05/04/busy-easy-day-4131583/</id><title>Busy easy day</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://mayisay.blog.co.uk/2008/05/04/busy-easy-day-4131583/"/><author><name>cevoila</name></author><published>2008-05-04T22:50:50+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T23:04:04+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;I spent day at our concrete garden trying to change it somehow.&lt;br&gt;
I like it, there are three trees, my neighbours have bushes and it's green around but there isn't many places to plant so I use pots.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/succulents_pot/2507662" title="Succulents"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/662/2507662_63acdda08b_m.jpeg" alt="Succulents" hspace="5" vspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;At the front for covering a corner with huge heavy bricks I decided to make a rock-garden.&lt;br&gt;
Still modificating.. but currently looks like that&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/rock_garden/2507685" title="Rock garden"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/685/2507685_de96c7cc20_m.jpeg" alt="Rock garden" hspace="5" vspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Now, we're cooking polish famous BIGOS..&lt;br&gt;
I mean.. my husband is cooking but I'm the chef&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;PS. Bigos is realy famous last time -BBC announced   its recipe&lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="middle" border="0"&gt; I must check it&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://mayisay.blog.co.uk/2008/05/04/busy-easy-day-4131583/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:mayisay.blog.co.uk,2008-04-29:/2008/04/29/my-atheism-4109281/</id><title>My atheism</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://mayisay.blog.co.uk/2008/04/29/my-atheism-4109281/"/><author><name>cevoila</name></author><published>2008-04-29T11:31:57+02:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T11:31:57+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;I grow in common katholic family. &lt;br&gt;My parents are very  passionate  in this but for me it was always show without essence.&lt;br&gt;Once upon a time I met my future husband whose parents are Jehova's Witnesses.&lt;br&gt;I started thinking about that everything and I was thinking and thinking and I found that actually I don't believe and I decided to be an atheist..&lt;br&gt;It wasn't so shocking for my parents as fact that I'm not going to get married in the church (you see -just form) but they couldn't change it.&lt;br&gt;It was 11 years ago and I still live without religion and I'm very happy. But I'm not kind an anarchist. &lt;br&gt;I believe that we should have an ethic in our live, I believe that we cannot hurt anyone.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;It's not easy to be an atheist in catholic country so..&lt;br&gt;be continued&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt; &lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://mayisay.blog.co.uk/2008/04/29/my-atheism-4109281/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:mayisay.blog.co.uk,2008-04-29:/2008/04/29/my-english-4108935/</id><title>Polish forces at next election</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://mayisay.blog.co.uk/2008/04/29/my-english-4108935/"/><author><name>cevoila</name></author><published>2008-04-29T10:04:39+02:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T11:33:38+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;I've read few weeks ago that Polish people in UK are strong group who will help conservatists to win next election.&lt;br&gt;I'm not so sure about that becouse THAT electorat is above 60 years old and mostly stayed at Poland.&lt;br&gt;So don't worry or as you wish start worry.
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://mayisay.blog.co.uk/2008/04/29/my-english-4108935/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:mayisay.blog.co.uk,2008-04-25:/2008/04/26/diverses-4095688/</id><title>Diverses</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://mayisay.blog.co.uk/2008/04/26/diverses-4095688/"/><author><name>cevoila</name></author><published>2008-04-26T00:15:27+02:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T13:29:14+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;My Carpe diem&lt;/u&gt; &lt;br&gt;Can you do something separately?  &lt;br&gt;Jog or read without music, cook without television, watch movies without eating (bloody popcorn), work without chatting in the net, make love without... ok, this is better when it's not separately.. &lt;br&gt;Is it something wrong with the world or is it just my problem? &lt;br&gt;We (or maybe just me) try to save some time and do &lt;strong&gt;all in all&lt;/strong&gt;. I'm just writing and watching David Fincher's 'Se7en'.  &lt;br&gt;So I cannot concentrate, I feel confused practising yoga and definitevely I'm not able to find my Zen.    &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;Local acquaintances&lt;/u&gt; &lt;br&gt;About two months ago I joined to the ESOL group, Entry 3B. &lt;br&gt;Today we were talking about our opportunities to speak English. &lt;br&gt;I'm in quite good situation becouse I've got English speaking neighbours (2 French &amp; 1 Italian upstairs, Jews in the nextdoors) but the others have got problem with this becouse they rotate middle their countrymen and they doesn't know any Englishmen (The Amishes use to say like that..don't they?) &lt;br&gt;Ye me to, I don't know any.. I was talking about that with my lovely Italian, Miss D. and her Spanish friend.  &lt;br&gt;The last one has rational explanation, why we don't know English people in London. &lt;br&gt;Rational and simple. &lt;br&gt;She remarked that in her country she had her group of friend, very near but closed to the others.  &lt;br&gt;And she added that she didn't knew any immigrants until she came to UK. I agree but there are exceptions.  &lt;br&gt;Miss D. for egzample hasn't got any problems with finding friend everywhere and in everybody.    &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;A propos or like you wish by the way Miss D.&lt;/u&gt; &lt;br&gt;I hate my sister-in-law, Aneta, ok almost hate, I'm just on the border. She came to me with her husband once and we mentioned that we have very friendly Italian neighbour upstairs. &lt;br&gt;Half our later Miss D. came to us with her friend from movie study who was looking for living room like ours to shoot a short movie. &lt;br&gt;Aneta quickly disapeared, like usually, becouse she's strongly afraid to speak English. &lt;br&gt;So we were talking in English about everything and nothing, but I wasn't feel comfortable with that and I went to Aneta to see how is she.  &lt;br&gt;And you know what? &lt;br&gt;She started to talk about Italians, that they are arrogant, they throw Italians sentences to their talking becouse they think (!) that their language is the best, and generally they think (!) that they are the best etc. etc. &lt;br&gt;I tried to object but she &lt;strong&gt;rejected&lt;/strong&gt; my arguments saying that she knows better becouse she was in Italy.. &lt;br&gt;So I gave up becouse we cannot win with someone's &lt;strong&gt;inferiority&lt;/strong&gt; complex.    &lt;u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;My reason&lt;/u&gt; &lt;br&gt;We prepare to the test Cambridge at the ESOL. &lt;br&gt;We had some pretests before Eastern holidays and now hearing for the results. &lt;br&gt;Anyway, to prepare us to speaking test, one of our teachers, Mr Teacher, asked us why we came to live here.  &lt;br&gt;He mentioned that it's horrible place for him. &lt;br&gt;But in my opinion it's not so bad especially becouse of my reason to live here. &lt;br&gt;Me and my husband, we're atheists and we couldn't stand living in katholic country where our constitutional law were/are broken all the time. &lt;br&gt;But it's a long story so be prepared...  Now, you probably guested that I come from Poland    &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;Almost forgot&lt;/u&gt; &lt;br&gt;There is a link to story about some Italian man: &lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://9527.net/archives/2005/12/29/16/"&gt;http://9527.net/archives/2005/12/29/16/&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br&gt;I must add that I pasted it few days ago as a comment below prydwen's post, also very good: &lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://grinandbearit.blog.co.uk/2008/04/23/you-have-to-laugh-4083156"&gt;http://grinandbearit.blog.co.uk/2008/04/23/you-have-to-laugh-4083156&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://mayisay.blog.co.uk/2008/04/26/diverses-4095688/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:mayisay.blog.co.uk,2008-04-23:/2008/04/23/boycot-check-it-4072897/</id><title>Boycott</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://mayisay.blog.co.uk/2008/04/23/boycot-check-it-4072897/"/><author><name>cevoila</name></author><published>2008-04-23T08:35:17+02:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T11:38:01+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;I'm realy sorry but I won't boycott The Olympics in China. &lt;br&gt;My explanation is quite simple: I wasn't going to watch it.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;But I would like to join to the protest. I've heard that China is calling for avoiding shopping at Carrefour but I don't have anyone in the neigbourhood and it's &lt;strong&gt;quarrelling with my attitude&lt;/strong&gt; to supermarkets.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;And I don't drink Coke and don't wear Addidas too.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Do you have some idea? &lt;br&gt;Maybe I'll stop buying Chinese products? But is it possible?&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://mayisay.blog.co.uk/2008/04/23/boycot-check-it-4072897/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:mayisay.blog.co.uk,2008-04-20:/2008/04/20/perfect-4069892/</id><title>Perfect</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://mayisay.blog.co.uk/2008/04/20/perfect-4069892/"/><author><name>cevoila</name></author><published>2008-04-20T16:24:13+02:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T13:30:21+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;It was just about the noon when I heard vigorous knocking to my window.&lt;br&gt;
Is my ring out of order?&lt;br&gt;
I asked myself when I tried to find my slippers.&lt;br&gt;
I tried to open my main door but someone &lt;strong&gt;got ahead of me&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br&gt;
It was a nice and Italian or Spainish girl (definitely, I was drunk when I met her 1st time).&lt;br&gt;
She's got keys, I noticed.&lt;br&gt;
And she came to my upstairs neighbours.&lt;br&gt;
Not to me.&lt;br&gt;
Everything cleared up becouse knocking person was staying behind.&lt;br&gt;
It was Ortodoxan Jewish women living few doors next.&lt;br&gt;
Dressed with home-tunic neighbour &lt;strong&gt;praised&lt;/strong&gt; my new corner rock garden and shamely sayed that she needs my help. She explained that becouse of &lt;strong&gt;Shabas&lt;/strong&gt; she cannot turn any switches.&lt;br&gt;
And she in a trouble becouse her parents are visiting her family.&lt;br&gt;
In the other case she wouldn't disturb me.&lt;br&gt;
I answered that if she'll show me what to do I'll help her with a pleasure.&lt;br&gt;
She &lt;strong&gt;was lost in thoughts&lt;/strong&gt; for a momenth and delicate answered:&lt;br&gt;
-You must understand that I cannot tell you what to do. You.. must.. guess. I'm telling you that my children turned of the light in my lavatory and you..&lt;br&gt;
-..and I'm going to turned it on.&lt;br&gt;
-Perfect! And the temperature in my house is to high..&lt;br&gt;
-..and I will make it lower? -I anwered with broken grammar.&lt;br&gt;
-Yes! Perfect! -she was very glad and excited -Can we go?&lt;br&gt;
-Yes, of course.. but my clothes -I finnaly &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_idea.gif" alt=":idea:" class="middle" border="0"&gt; noticed that I was wearing blouse and pyjamas trousers..&lt;br&gt;
-Are... perfect! Perfect!&lt;br&gt;
So, we went to her house.&lt;br&gt;
-It's our nice neighbour -she threw in the midtime to her surprised husband.&lt;br&gt;
She showed me a dark toilet which I changed.&lt;br&gt;
-Perfect!-she said realy glad, then she took my to the living room and showed me air-cordition.&lt;br&gt;
It was turned on 35C. I took it and started saying:&lt;br&gt;
-30C, 25C.., 20C..&lt;br&gt;
-Perfect!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Yes, London is perfect place to live.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;PS. Strong-signed words are used first time by me.. but to be honest I'm not sure about all post&lt;br&gt;

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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://mayisay.blog.co.uk/2008/04/20/perfect-4069892/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:mayisay.blog.co.uk,2002-08-05:/2002/08/05/muzeum-humoru-7099772/</id><title>Muzeum humoru</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://mayisay.blog.co.uk/2002/08/05/muzeum-humoru-7099772/"/><author><name>cevoila</name></author><published>2002-08-05T17:22:47+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T23:30:37+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;&lt;a title="miś" href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/mi/3967226"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data6.blog.de/media/226/3967226_26b1c6c88c_m.jpeg" alt="miś"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="wspomnienie PRLu" href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/wspomnienie_prlu/3967227"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data6.blog.de/media/227/3967227_abf5881192_m.jpeg" alt="wspomnienie PRLu"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="kolejny niezadowolony klient" href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/kolejny_niezadowolony_klient/3967228"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data6.blog.de/media/228/3967228_7f815150dc_m.jpeg" alt="kolejny niezadowolony klient"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="szuflandia" href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/szuflandia/3967235"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data6.blog.de/media/235/3967235_fffef0c3a5_m.jpeg" alt="szuflandia"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="portret z Polibudą w tle" href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/portret_z_polibud_w_tle/3967236"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data6.blog.de/media/236/3967236_a850b6cb7a_m.jpeg" alt="portret z Polibudą w tle"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="w tak pięknych okolicznościach przyrody" href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/w_tak_pi_knych_okoliczno_ciach_przyrody/3967237"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data6.blog.de/media/237/3967237_a46f6fe131_m.jpeg" alt="w tak pięknych okolicznościach przyrody"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://mayisay.blog.co.uk/2002/08/05/muzeum-humoru-7099772/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:mayisay.blog.co.uk,1997-07-18:/1997/07/18/346-lubuj-281-ci-7076071/</id><title>Ślubuję Ci...</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://mayisay.blog.co.uk/1997/07/18/346-lubuj-281-ci-7076071/"/><author><name>cevoila</name></author><published>1997-07-18T09:50:11+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T09:50:54+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;1 Fryzjer&lt;br&gt;
2 Kosmetyczka "Ja używam [cholera co to były za kosmetyki?]&lt;br&gt;
3 Łał&lt;br&gt;
4 Na rynek&lt;br&gt;
5 Nie poznaliśmy Cię&lt;br&gt;
6 Ceremonia&lt;br&gt;
7 Spacer w deszczu&lt;br&gt;
8 Bagatela&lt;br&gt;
9 Jakoś TY chudo, kto Cię chcioł&lt;br&gt;
10 Na Odrowążów&lt;/p&gt;
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