Failed sailboat business

When we lived in Hungary, we had a sailboat on Balaton lake. We loved that. The kids were small.  We had lots of happy time on there. But, when we moved in UK, we sold that. My partner has a big dream,  we sail around the world, just two of us. We would like to buy a boat again. We haven't lot of money, but we have a loan in the bank. We can't save money, unfortunately. So, we have a loan and we will pay back it three years. My partner found a nice sailboat and he gave an offer on this, and the owner agreed with it. He was very happy, because his  dream come true, and he is one more step for the big adventure around the world. He had 9 days on shift in Stagecoach (because he's a bus driver) and he was very tired, but today woke up early and travelled on Plymouth, to try to the sailboat. The owner was there and they waited for the high tide, and finally it's came. He started the engine, and that was smoked and broken. The owner tomorrow go back to London, and who knows when he come back to the boat. My partner was very tired, sad and hopeless, because he had a plan, that tomorrow he bring our boat here  and we can watch the Red Arrows air show from the boat. Now he sit on the bus, and come back home, without boat.
It's so sad, I'm very sorry him. I hope, he find another boat soon...

1O years ago in Balaton, on our small sailboat

Two minutes in Hungary

That  two days was perfect. I had not any bad feeling, everyones was been smiley and kind with me. The fly was very nice and comfortable. I walked in the city of Budapest, the weather was lovely. I met some friends, and we talked about nice memories, I ate some special hungarian food, bought some special chocolates and Pálinka (for my english friend's birthday). I think, that was very quick but I enjoyed every single minutes. Here is some photos.

Happiness

I do happy, because I got a message an Facebook group who share lots of old pictures of our beautiful town. Few years ago I made two videos and I mixed old pictures with a new ones. That was very popular on the group and thousand people watched it. I was happy too that time. So, they wrote a message today night and ask, when do I a new video? They can't wait for it. I feel very good myself because I’m just a migrant here and they appreciated my creativity. This is a happiness, I think.
Here is the videos:

One moment of my job

Today was the first time, when I washed on  a died woman. 

She was in our Nhome a month.She had a cancer. Sometimes, when her room was in my section, talked with her. Very quiet woman was she. She has a big family who always came and visited her. Sometimes were been too much, because she couldn’t rest. Her body was very athletic. I asked her one day, has she had any sport in her lifetime. She said yes, she loved hockey. I very wondered, because hockey is not a womany sport. And she died today early morning. Her family came when we  recognised, she has a very bad condition, and half hour later she passed away. My colleague asked me and my friend, can we help her  wash the body and take a clean clothes on her. One of the moment was just there, when felt myself uncomfortable, when my collleague started talk to the death woman, like when we wash our patients. “So my sweetheart can you turn over please, I wash your back. Come back to the middle, please. We are finish in a minute” 

Just looked at my friend, and we don’t say anything. I survived.

Fly to my homecountry

I'm so excited! Few days ago I saw  my teacher's post on FB . She posted that the 4Oth anniversary of my old school. I was there on 3Oth anniversary. I met lots of old school mate, friend. And three years later I left Hungary, changed my life and start a big adventure here. When I read the post, I was a bit sad, because  I was been on Hungary 5 years ago. I did not need too much push, and I bought a flying ticket for the next Thursday. My friend was happy, when I write her a message, and she said, she collect me in airport and I can sleep her home, and we can go together the party on friday. I'm nervous a bit, because I will fly alone, and I hope everything gonna be alright. I think that will be  a very funny three days. But, now I need to swap with my colleague few off days, and I need to work very hard, because, I think 8 days I will work without off day.  So, next Thursday, I will fly!

When the Notre Dame...

When my mother's died, and I had get my heritage, I wanted to spend that on something memorable. I could have paid a few bills, but it would have been a drop in the sea. So, we travelled in Paris and we walked along the Seine River, we went up to the top of the Eiffel tower, we look at the wonders of Louvre, and we lit a candle in Notre Dame. That was Spring of the 2007.
Today I took the CD with that pictures. My heart broken when I saw the graceful tower, the  wood carvings and sculptures.  I will never see this in live again, as it was built 850 years ago, and now is gone...
But, it makes me feel good, that EUR 850 million has been raised for reconstruction. Private person, jewish, muslims, atheist, black and white donated for that.  I think, is heart warming.

"Time is the architect, nation is the builder" (Victor Hugo: The Hunchback of the Notre Dame)

The 9O years old lady, who dreams about men

She born in England in 1929.

When she married with an Austrian man, they moved in Austria. In 60's she moved with her family in Canada,  because her husband was a businessman. When her son came in an European university (in France) they moved back England. Few years ago her husband died and she left alone. Her son stayed in France and married an french woman. So she left alone and try to survive without family. She had a stroke and her half body can not works now. She can't swallow well, and the walk and talk are very difficult for her. When she arrived on this room, she was very quiet, but few days later she felt herself much comfortable and she gonna be a bossy old woman. Nobody liked her and she didn’t like anyone. But she very liked me, because I was always cheerful and I tried talking with her and she had a very good, and a bit sarcastic humor. She loves men! When I went in her room, she ask me: have any man patient here? But we had just one, and he was on first floor, and she was in the third floor. We had a man sister, in the night shift. Honestly, he was a bit ugly, bald and bearded, and moreover he was a gay, but She wasn't interested these little things. She loved him, and tried to talking with him (when he brought her bedpan) about what is his current relationship with. 

She was a drama queen, and she knew when she need to play a poor, old and disabled woman. She wanted to stay our nursing home, but the NHS can not pay for her, just cca 2 month. They came and checked how can she walk and managed herself sometimes. Well, she needed to leave our home, when they thought, she is better. One day she visited a residential care home, and she heard a man, who sang a song there. I like that house, because that man. She told me the next day. But I will miss you... No one was sorry, that She left the house on the next Wednesday, just me