- Mon Mar 07, 2022 9:20 pm
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I should explain that our pal is a reasonably big noise in financial control at one of the global manufacturing concerns in this neck of the woods. Recently divorced, lovely big townhouse on the edge of the Regensburg old town, the Kreuzette has known her since god was a slip of a lass.
Anyway, I slept dreadfully last night and decided to make a slow start of it this morning. Coming downstairs for a fag and a coffee (in that order), she was just logging off a call with the local UA help organisation which has sprung into action round here.
Boosh! Two Ukrainian women, each with a child, will be moving in later this week. The bedrooms are being rearranged so that the UA families have their own space as well as an extra bathroom plus the roof terrace as we ease in to spring and beyond. The internet up on the second floor is a bit sketchy. A man is coming tomorrow to sort that out.
Meanwhile, we are boning up on Ukrainian recipes (stuffed cabbage leaves: check!) and downloading everyday DE/UA phrasebook essentials. What a ride, what a wonderful opportunity to do micro good in the midsts of a major clusterfuck.
To be honest, I am absolutely blown away.
kreuzberger wrote: ↑Sun Mar 06, 2022 8:20 pmWell, that eskyalated quickly. Our friend and host in Regensburg was wondering what I was posting about, after that fine dinner of stuffed cabbage leaves and mash. I explained what we had seen and how I felt. She sighed. A wince. Visibly crest-fallen.
Thank you for reading this far, perhaps in the hope that there is a reason for this post. There isn't.
I should explain that our pal is a reasonably big noise in financial control at one of the global manufacturing concerns in this neck of the woods. Recently divorced, lovely big townhouse on the edge of the Regensburg old town, the Kreuzette has known her since god was a slip of a lass.
Anyway, I slept dreadfully last night and decided to make a slow start of it this morning. Coming downstairs for a fag and a coffee (in that order), she was just logging off a call with the local UA help organisation which has sprung into action round here.
Boosh! Two Ukrainian women, each with a child, will be moving in later this week. The bedrooms are being rearranged so that the UA families have their own space as well as an extra bathroom plus the roof terrace as we ease in to spring and beyond. The internet up on the second floor is a bit sketchy. A man is coming tomorrow to sort that out.
Meanwhile, we are boning up on Ukrainian recipes (stuffed cabbage leaves: check!) and downloading everyday DE/UA phrasebook essentials. What a ride, what a wonderful opportunity to do micro good in the midsts of a major clusterfuck.
To be honest, I am absolutely blown away.