Absorbed

Time has slipped away from me. The start of a new school year  has has completely absorbed all my time. From the lessons, the day to day management of the business and people. Time has slipped away quicker than ever, thus making the weekends more precious. Where has the pleasure of a quiet summer stroll through Strasbourg gone?

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A visit to an ancient Tartar cemetery was fascinating, whilst at the same time adding  to the clock ticking mode of thinking. Beautiful in a sad way, befitting the mood of solemnity as we slide inexorably into autumn.

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So Whitby and Goth music beckons for a raucous weekend washed down with real ale and good old fashioned English grub all wrapped up in a spot of dressing up! Super. To stem the tide we are also getting away to London for a long weekend. Off to the National gallery for an exhibition of Caravaggio and luck in the Old Cheese, a pub dating back to  a building that pre-dated the Great Fire of London. Hope the beer and nosh are fresher.Hopefully time to also take in a renovated an old cinema in Regents Street. Glass roof and Edwardian plushness all rolled into one.

Took in two films yesterday. The hocus pocus of Tim Burton’s Peculiar Children, eyeballs for dinner! Then we watched Girl on a Train. Ludicrous plot completely ignoring any advances in forensic science and stretching credibility to the limit. Poor substitute for not going to a film festival in Warsaw. We cancelled as the price for a hotel, even out of season, has skyrocketed. 29951543322_7e695c320c_o.jpg

Please take me back to the colours of Orange and the sun of Provence. Please…

A Taste of Tartar

The new school year has absorbed my time and emotions, but now it has settled into its own pattern. This means I have had time for a little trip. Off we toddled to a village near Bialystok on the Russian border called Kruszyniany. The uniqueness of this village lies in the fact that it is Tartar.  The Tartar have been living in this village and area since the 17th century.

There is a small timber mosque. To be honest, if you swapped the crescent on the roof for a cross, it would all look the same. A small restaurant in the village serves (supposedly) Tartar food. I have to say that it was delicious. We all ordered something different. I plumped for the a Meat Layer Cake. Spiced meat in a crispy pastry, which was very tasty, if a little hard to cut through! It really reminded meat of a British dish!!img_2883

The wife went for, what to me, was essentially braising steak with spicier meat. Again good plain but tasty fayre.img_2884

Young man chose a pie which encased spicy meat. Memories of an overly large Cornish pasty drifted into my English mind. Filling and tasty.

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After this we strolled of to the ancient cemetery with someone of the stones weathered into rumps of stone pointing jaggedly from the earth. Names that are considered  mainstream Polish showed there origins lay in the Tartar community. Many After this we headed for civilization and a film called ‘Les Saissons’. A wonderful film about he loves of animals in the west of Europe with stunning photography. Good to have some time for ourselves. The great bonus was that the cinema did not serve popcorn. Fantastic as far as I’m concerned.

 

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