Happy As Larry
I met up with Larry Sullivan today to discuss her recent conversation series Posh. I remarked that very few of the people she had interviewed for the series would actually admit to being posh, despite their voices, wealth or social background. Being posh, it would seem, is in the eye and ear of the beholder. Personally I think Larry herself is posh, but she wouldn't agree, so we changed the subject to her recent trip to Poland.
She'd just returned from a short city-break to Krakow which she'd enjoyed very much. She described one half of the city as being in a post-Soviet state of decay while the other half was undergoing a gradual process of renovation and gentrification. I have to say that I've never been more aware of my own Polish ancestry than I have in the past few months. I think it started just before Christmas when we were visited by a delegation Polish of radio executives.That was also when I realised the limitation of my Polish language skills, although I did manage to get a laugh by telling a feeble joke about only needing to know the Polish words for "vodka, beer and thank you."
At the end of that day I was presented with several bottle of vodka, two garlic sausages and an assortment of pens, mugs and t-shirts. I was also asked a lot of questions about the ³ÉÈË¿ìÊÖ and about the number of Polish footballers who had played for Celtic.
I think I'll have to bite the bullet soon and visit Poland myself. Anyone got any recommendations? I'll trade you for this lovely mug. Not sure what happened to the vodka...
