The first letter was a wonderful surprise. It arrived ten days after I’d said goodbye to the Englishman and twelve days after I’d met him at the Embassy cocktail party. When I found the blue oblong air mail envelope on my doormat, I nearly screamed. I held it in my hand for just a moment. It was … [Read more...]
How I came to be in England – Part one
'Englishmen are boring,' I told my then boyfriend. It was his third phone call. He didn't like that I was getting ready for a British Embassy cocktail party in honour of a Royal Naval visit to Helsinki. I was going as a favour to a friend from work, Maria. She'd been unlucky in love. It was October … [Read more...]
