A NIGHT ON THE TOWN IN MIKOLOW

Our young Polish host had been reticent about a tour of the dumpy male pubs of Laviska Gorne, but jumped at the chance to take us round student Mikolow a couple of miles away. She’d last done the pubs while at college here in the late ’90s, and was keen to see an apparent transformation in… Continue reading A NIGHT ON THE TOWN IN MIKOLOW

IMPERSONATING BRAPA IN POLAND

Our first base in Poland was one of the more unremarkable small towns I’ve stayed in.  My teenage son, who’d been before, was adamant* I wouldn’t find anything to write about, and it looked that way when we arrived.  I’ve been to Farnworth on a wet Friday in February (the Britannia, Bombardier NBSS 1), and Laviska… Continue reading IMPERSONATING BRAPA IN POLAND