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26 October 2024

Recording Studio

In the Studio Again
Final Episode of Greg Stradelli's Podcast
 

5: Hello Goodbye

 

Greg: We're winding up these podcasts, dear friends out there. They were mostly designed to keep up with the US elections, but I got sidetracked a bit with the Barry Norman film selections - which was an interesting excursion, as far as it went, and it made me catch up on some films which I missed the first time around - but as for the US elections, people must have decided which way they're going to vote by now.

 

Dante: Not necessarily. I've just read that The Washington Post hasn't declared itself for either candidate.

Greg: You're kidding me. The Washington Post? The paper that took on Nixon?

Dante: Yep.

Greg: I have to say, ladies and gentlemen, that for this final episode, we have not only our regular contributor Dante Czaprański in the studio, but also the one and only Mel Trojanowski - should I say Melchior Trojanowski? 

Mel: 'Mel' is fine. You mention the Washington Post. What about media giant Rupert Murdoch? Who is he supporting? He's a US citizen, isn't he? And he's usually got his finger on the pulse. 

Dante: True. Back in 2020, he saw that Biden was on course to win and said Trump was going to 'crash and burn in November'. 

Greg: I remember that. So is he a trend-setter or a trend-follower? 

Dante: He definitely likes to back a winner. 

Mel: But does he have his finger on the pulse this time or is he too wrapped up in his family's business affairs?

Greg: It's quite revealing though, about US politics, that you're talking about a few huge media outlets or individual media moguls making a difference to the election outcome.

Mel: That's the way it is. And has been for a long time. And not only in the US. Look no further than here in the UK. 

Dante: And it's also revealing that two of the huge media tycoons, Murdoch and Elon Musk, were originally not US citizens at all, but born elsewhere in the world. 

Mel: Wonder if they'd call themselves immigrants? And on the subject of people who were not born in the USA -

 

Greg: Nice reference, Mel. Bruce Springsteen is out there campaigning for Harris . . . sorry, you were saying . . .

 

Mel: I was going to say, Greg, since you're a Brit, an outsider, how about this podcast of yours - has anyone accused you of interfering in US politics?  

Greg: With my grand total of ten listeners?

Mel: Wow. As many as that?

Greg: Could even be eleven. But look, here we are  in West London. Even if anyone in the USA listens to this podcast, what impression do we make? Meanwhile, there's British parliamentarian Nigel Farage who was actively campaigning for Trump at his rallies a little while back. I think we're pretty low profile in comparison.

 

Mel: And speaking of rallies, if there are still any undecided US voters, I wonder if last-minute campaigning will change any minds?

Dante: It ain't over till it's over. Anything can happen between now and the fifth of November. It's still important to be out there and be visible and make your case.

Mel: We should have had a woman's perspective here. I was thinking Lorna would have been good on these podcasts. Who do you suppose she'd be voting for if she had a vote in the US?

 

Greg: For Kamala Harris, of course. Lorna told me exactly that many times.

 

Mel: Why would anyone not vote for Harris? 

Dante: That's right. Why would anyone not vote for the candidate who represents progress and the future?  Why would anyone want to go back? 

GregSo here we are, guys. This has been short and sweet. And now it's time to say goodbye to friends out there. I may or may not revive this podcast. I don't know. If I do, it won't be until next year, although I still like the idea of reviving Radio Free Erconwald as a music station . . . who knows? It could happen one day. But for now, it's goodbye from me.

 

Mel: And it's goodbye from me and dowidzenia

Dante: Arrivederci, friends.

Greg: Hasta la vista, dear podcast followers. I'll leave you with a photo of mathematician and Enigma code-breaker Henryk Zygalski, who got a mention on a previous podcast. It was our friend Augustyn Czajka (also known as 'Chai' Czajka, drummer with The Booster Rockets) who posted this on his Chiswick Surfer website, saying that he looks a lot like Gregory Peck in the role of Atticus Finch in To Kill a Mockingbird.

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TADEUSZ KOSCIUSZKO

THE CHISWICK SURFER INTERVIEW

Augustyn Czajka, essayist, polemicist, entirely fictional character and figment of someone else's imagination, has secured an exclusive interview for The Chiswick Surfer, a fictional blog, with Tadeusz Kościuszko (1746-1817), real historical figure, real Polish national hero, and also real hero of the American Revolution. The following is an edited transcript:

Czajka: General, welcome to West London in 2024. I hope you had a pleasant flight from your home in the clouds –

Kościuszko: Hold it right there. I hope you’re going to make it quite clear to everyone that this interview is completely fictitious and occurs entirely in your head and that you are putting words in my mouth and therefore I cannot be held responsible for any views you may attribute to me.

Czajka: Of course, General.

Kościuszko: Just so we understand each other. As for ‘my home in the clouds’, I sincerely hope your apparent flippancy will not be the prevailing tone of this interview. I was given to understand that we would be discussing the current state of politics in the USA and particularly the upcoming presidential election.

Czajka: My apologies, General. You’re quite right. I was going to ask you whether you have any views about today’s candidates for the highest office in the land. As you know, the United States has many voters of Polish heritage. According to one recent estimate, there are currently nine million Polish Americans.

Kościuszko: I’m glad to hear it. The USA is ‘the home of the brave’. And many brave Poles were there, right at the beginning, when independence was being fought for.

Czajka: Speaking of those days, General, you were acquainted with the greats of the American Revolution; Benjamin Franklin, George Washington, Thomas Jefferson –

Kościuszko: ‘Acquainted with’ is one way of putting it. I would count them as friends. Thomas Jefferson, in particular, was a great friend, but we all shared the same ideals of liberty and fought for a republic which would be based on freedom from tyranny.

Czajka: Looking at the current state of politics in the USA, do you believe those republican ideals are in danger from the prospect of autocracy, as some people claim?

 

Kościuszko: You mention 'republican ideals’. The original republicans were those revolutionaries, the people in the Continental Army, who resisted autocracy and fought for a republic, which is what drew people like myself, Lafayette and others to the American cause. The autocracy which we all resisted in those days, was, of course, represented by the arbitrary rule of a distant monarchy which took no real account of conditions in the American colonies, as they were then. I have noticed a curious development recently, namely that the party which calls itself ‘republican’, has today elevated someone who appears to have the instincts of a monarch, perhaps even an emperor. What happened to the egalitarian ideals of the original republican revolutionaries?

Czajka: Does this mean, General, that you would prefer - but before I ask you about your views, please correct me if I’m wrong, but you were, were you not, a US citizen?

 

Kościuszko: I had that honour. And I still have, depending on how you look at things. But, yes, I was rewarded with US citizenship for my service in the War of Independence. The USA was my second homeland. You may want to append a link on your blog after this interview, detailing some historical information.

Czajka: I’ll certainly do that, General. May I ask you then, how would you, as a US citizen, advise today’s Polish Americans to vote in the upcoming elections?

Kościuszko: You may remember my opinion of Napoleon. Now there was someone who started out as a liberator and was seen as such by many downtrodden people, including a great many of my own countrymen, as you know. But of course, power went to his head, and he had himself proclaimed emperor.

Czajka: Crowned, in fact.

Kościuszko: Indeed. And he crowned himself. And so he lost the support of many.

Czajka: Beethoven, among others.

Kościuszko: I see you know the period. It’s usually safe to say that there’s no reining in an absolute ruler, whether he be king, emperor or dictator. And it’s usually a ‘he’, although, in my experience –

Czajka: Forgive me for interrupting, General, but I was going to ask you about the Empress Catherine. What are your feelings about Russians?

Kościuszko: Since you know the period, you must also know that Catherine wasn’t originally Russian, but Prussian. And my feelings about Russians are the same as my feelings about any other nations. I don’t judge people according to their nationalities but according to their character. Ambassador Vorontsov, for instance, was very helpful to me during my brief stay in London, following my release from Catherine’s prison.

Czajka: So, General, coming back to the question of the presidential election, how would you advise Polish Americans to vote today?

Kościuszko: I can't tell anyone how to vote, but I am sure that Polish Americans will vote wisely, taking into account the founding principles upon which the nation was built. Some people may not be aware of the extent of the Polish contribution in the War of Independence. My own name is quite well known, as is that of Pulaski, but there were also others: Kotkowski, Jan Zielinski, Jerzmanowski, Karol Litomski, Maciej Rogowski and many others. You might like to post another link detailing these individuals. They were all freedom fighters, opposed to autocracy.

Czajka: I hate to bring this up, General, but during the Polish Uprising of 1794, weren’t you yourself a dictator?

Kościuszko: Naczelnik. A military leader appointed by others to lead during an emergency, but expected, as in the case of the Roman Cincinnatus, to relinquish power once the emergency was over. Had we won our fight back then and secured our independence, I would have retired to my country home, just like Cincinnatus, but events turned out otherwise, as you know. Poland was partitioned and vanished from the map of Europe. I was imprisoned in St Petersburg on the orders of the Empress. But, as to relinquishing power after a victory, look no further than George Washington, who stepped away from power and became the model for all future US presidents.

Czajka: So, to sum up, General, are you saying therefore, that the choice is a no-brainer? That Polish Americans would be wise to vote for –

Kościuszko: The current choice, my dear Sir, seems to be between a person who believes in the principles the country was founded on and gives the distinct impression of being concerned with the welfare of every single citizen of the USA and another person who gives the impression of believing only in himself and his own welfare. My position prevents me from naming names, but I can't make it any clearer than that. And now, if you’ll excuse me, I’ll take my leave, sending best wishes not only to anyone with Polish ancestry or Polish connections, but also to anyone familiar with the Kosciuszko Bridge in Brooklyn, or Mount Kosciuszko in Australia, or residents of the birthplace of Oprah Winfrey, etc. etc. So don’t forget to post that link, Mr C. Thank you and dowidzenia.

 

Czajka: Goodbye, General and thank you. I will now post that link, and for Polish speakers, historian Longin Pastusiak is the author of Polacy w Zaraniu Stanów Zjednoczonych, which details those Polish fighters who took part in the American War of Independence.

2 October 2024

Message from Dante to Greg

Hi Greg. Just letting you know that I won't be available for our recording session on Friday. Can you get Trojanowski maybe? If he can't do it, then I think Czajka may be available. He's off on his travels again soon, but he's still here this weekend, so maybe he'd be able to stand in? Or could you do the podcast on your own? Sorry, but circumstances beyond my control, etc. I'll tell you all about it when I see you next. 

Cheers

D

3 October 2024

Message from Greg to Dante

No worries, Czaprański. As a matter of fact, I had been thinking about my whole idea of the podcast. Everyone is commenting about the US election so I don't think our podcast will make much difference to the result. As for Barry Norman's film choices, the next category on his list was going to be 'Comedies', and, considering what's going on in the world right now, it would have been the last thing I felt like talking about. So I think I might put this whole podcast on ice anyway. I'm not sure yet. By the way, did you watch the debate? I've got to admit it was too late for me so I gave it a miss. 

Greg

3 October 2024

Message from Dante to Greg

The debate was very civil. It reminded me of the contrast between the Trump-Biden debate back in 2020, with Trump talking over and interrupting Biden and then the Harris-Pence debate, where they were both very civil and polite. But at the very end of Tuesday's debate Vance said something to the effect that Trump made a 'peaceful transition' of power. I seem to remember Trump telling his supporters to 'fight like hell' at the time. Vance obviously saw something which others didn't. A bit like an expressionist painter. 

As for the podcast, I've been in touch with Karski and he's thinking of changing the layout of the website so that Absent Drummer is first, followed by all the other stuff, but even then, I think he wants to do some major editing. No doubt we'll find out soon. 

You may be interested in something I've just found online. It's the list of Barry Norman's  film choices. It doesn't arrange them in categories, but I think they are all there. The Radio Times supplement which you have has Norman giving short reviews for each film, but I guess you couldn't have read those out on your podcast anyway, for copyright reasons. Here's the link: 

https://letterboxd.com/matt_thomas10/list/barry-normans-100-greatest-films-of-all-time/

Cheers

D

 

Democracy

28 September 2024

Recording Studio

In the Studio Again
Selections from Greg Stradelli's Podcast
 

4: Drama

 

Greg: Since we're mostly talking about films on these podcasts, shall we start this episode with a tribute to the great Dame Maggie Smith?

 

Dante: Good idea. 

Greg: I first saw her in The Prime of Miss Jean Brodie way back in the seventies. Or was it sixties? I'll look it up. 

Dante: I watched her quite recently in Ladies in Lavender with Judi Dench.

Greg: 'Dame' as well. 

Dante: Right. Did you see Tea with Mussolini? They were both in that as well, I think. 

 

Greg: Correct. Along with Cher, Joan Plowright, it says here . . . also Maggie Smith was in Hook.

Dante: Ah! Of course. 

Greg: And in The Secret Garden, it says here, directed by Agnieszka Holland. I must say I never saw that.

Dante: I watched it not too long ago. Flora recommended the book, so I read that and then watched this film version. It was very good. 

Greg: So many other films listed here - A Room with a View, Othello . . .

Dante: Oh yeah! She was Desdemona. I saw that years ago.

Greg: What a filmography. Great loss to the world of cinema. 

Dante: Yes, indeed. And theatre, of course.

 

Greg: Absolutely. 

Dante: On the subject of cinema, you know we were talking about the new French film version of The Count of Monte Cristo a while ago. Well, I was thinking that before I actually read the book, or even saw the US film version - Richard Chamberlain, Tony Curtis et al - I'm pretty sure that I first came across the story in comic book form and those comics we used to get in the US Army PX somewhere in downtown Munich.

 

Greg: PX?

 

Dante: Post Exchange. It was a store which had all sorts of everyday stuff sent over from the States which you couldn’t get in German shops. I looked up the location and it seems the building now houses the Bavarian Ministry of Economics, but apparently, from 1938 until the end of the war it was the regional headquarters of the Luftwaffe. 

 

Greg: Wow.

 

Dante: We were never very far away from some reminder of what had happened not all that long ago – I’m talking about late fifties, early sixties - except we kids probably didn’t quite realize it, whereas our parents were probably very much aware.

 

Greg: Must have been strange for them living there.

 

Dante: They must have had mixed feelings because it was a beautiful city. Is a beautiful city. At the time - in the early sixties - it was definitely a great place to live for a family. Parks, swimming pools . . .

 

Greg: OK. So, before we get into this week's Barry Norman film selections, let me read you a message from Trojanowski.

 

Dante: Maybe we should get him into a recording session?

 

Greg: Maybe. Remember last week we were talking about The Jungle Book and that Barry Norman had said in his notes that Brian Epstein had lined up The Beatles to get involved with the Disney studio but John Lennon had rejected the idea? Because he didn't like the new Beatles cartoon? Here's what Trojanowski writes: 'Dear G and D, you said in your podcast that The Jungle Book was released in 1967. Could Yellow Submarine have been the new cartoon which Lennon was unhappy about? I read somewhere that he didn’t like it at first but changed his mind later. But it didn't come out until 1968, a year after Jungle Book. Maybe Lennon saw some advance footage. Also, to Dante, on the subject of Chico Marx and sanity clause, I know Chico was only joking but I hope you’re not in the business of Santa Claus denial, especially since you’re a grandfather. Remember the famous editorial ‘Yes, Virginia, there is a Santa Claus’? Regards, T.’

 

Dante: Good grief. He sounds serious. Mel, old friend, if you’re out there listening, do you really think I’d behave like some kind of – who’s a Santa Claus denier?

 

Greg: I think the Grinch might have been.

 

Dante: Do you think I'm some kind of Grinch? But, actually, Greg, he could be right about John Lennon. Maybe the cartoon was Yellow Submarine. Although I had a message from my old school buddy from the States who thinks that Lennon was talking about something else. ‘Maybe Lennon meant the Yellow Submarine film,’ he writes, ‘but there was a Beatles cartoon series on TV over here. It was shown on ABC from 1965 to 1967. My guess is that it’s the TV series which Lennon may have been unhappy about. All the best from this side of the pond. Interesting selections from Barry Norman BTW. If you’re doing his choices for ‘Drama’ next week, I wonder if Norman includes Elmer Gantry, which I just happened to watch. I also recently watched 84 Charing Cross Road. Would that count as ‘Drama’? Also I wonder if he had Forrest Gump on any of his lists?

 

Greg: Well, there we are. I’m not saying what Barry Norman’s choices are until we get to them.

 

(musical filler - theme from Fellini's 'La Dolce Vita'  by Nino Rota)

Greg: So - anyway, about the selections, are you ready for your close-up? Because this week's film category featuring Barry Norman's ten choices is 'Drama' and the first one is Sunset Boulevard from 1950.

Dante: I saw this many years ago. All about a film star trying to re-live her past glories?

 

Greg: More or less. Gloria Swanson as Norma Desmond, a former star convinced she's going to make a great comeback. ‘I’m still big, it’s the pictures that got small.’ Barry Norman calls it one of Billy Wilder’s best movies.

 

Dante: I might have to watch that again. In fact, that goes for a lot of these films.

 

Greg: Number two is Raging Bull from 1980 with a great performance from Robert De Niro.

 

Dante: Yeah. I’d agree with that. Another powerful Scorsese film. Although it’s a while since I saw it. Apparently a pretty accurate biopic, I remember reading somewhere.

 

Greg: It’s a Wonderful Life – 1946 - is at number three. This must be a film which everyone on the planet has seen.

 

Dante: I thought at first that this should have been in the 'Family Films' section, since it’s the kind of thing which is shown at Christmastime, but, of course, it is a drama.

 

Greg: Funny you should say that. Listen to this. Barry Norman writes that “this one should be shown by law on TV every Christmas”. As for the categories, I suppose they can be fairly fluid. So, back to the list and number four is a film that often tops all-time great movies lists – Citizen Kane from 1941.

 

Dante: Great film. An incredible achievement for the young Orson Welles. Wasn’t he only twenty-something?

 

Greg: Barry Norman says ‘it’s certainly the best film made by a first-time director – 25-year-old Orson Welles, who also co-wrote, produced and starred.’

 

Dante: I know you're a big Welles fan. I suppose you've seen the Welles version of Macbeth. I had it recorded and finally watched it. Dark and brooding, as was to be expected.

 

Greg: Did you ever see the Welles treatment of Kafka’s The Trial?

 

Dante: No, I haven’t seen that.

 

Greg: It had Anthony Perkins in it. It was what you might call idiosyncratic. But I’d watch just about anything starring or directed by Welles.

 

Dante: Funnily enough, The Lady from Shanghai was on TV a few days ago and I recorded it. You must know that, too.

Greg: The famous hall of mirrors sequence. Welles with an Irish brogue . . .

 

Dante: Don't tell me. I haven't watched it yet. I saw Touch of Evil  a while ago. That superb opening sequence. The long continuous camera shot. Charlton Heston . . .

 

Greg: Yes. Brilliant. But shall we move on from Orson Welles? So, carrying on with the choices. At number five Norman has The Shawshank Redemption from 1994.

 

Dante: I had to watch that a second time, because I think I missed a vital plot point.

 

Greg: Really? But maybe I won’t ask you what plot point you mean, since we don’t want to give anything away here. In fact, sometimes it’s difficult to give a summary or review of a film without giving away crucial plot points.

 

Dante: There’s a danger of being unnecessarily critical of things as well. I told Flora about what we were doing and she said she hoped we wouldn’t end up sounding like Statler and Waldorf.

 

Greg: Ha! Number six is from 1955 – Bad Day at Black Rock.

 

Dante: Saw it but can’t remember much about it. When this happens, it’s not the film that’s to blame, but my memory. I have problems.

 

Greg: Let me read you what Barry Norman says about it: “Almost from the moment one-armed Spencer Tracy alights from a train in the small town of Black Rock, there is tension. He has come to deliver a posthumous medal to the family of a Japanese-American war hero, but the family is not to be found and the townspeople, instantly hostile to Tracy, clearly have nasty secrets to hide. John Sturges’s film is taut and cleverly constructed, a latter-day western without the gunplay but with a strong, anti-racist post-Second World War theme.”

 

Dante: John Sturges? Didn’t he direct The Magnificent Seven?

 

Greg: Indeed he did. And on we go to number seven. It’s All About Eve from 1950.

 

Dante: I told you I’d seen nine out of ten in this category, but actually I realize now that I’ve seen all of them. This is the one which I didn’t think I had seen, but then I looked it up and it rang some bells. I remember Marilyn Monroe was in it in one of her very early film appearances.

 

Greg: My turn to admit that it’s not one I’ve seen. I caught up with Bette Davis in Now Voyager a little while back, so I'll catch up with All About Eve sometime. OK, so the next film, at number eight, is one which is terrific, as was the book it was based on. To Kill a Mockingbird from 1962.

 

Dante: Yes, I only recently caught up with the film, but the book I read ages ago. The scene in the film which stands out for me is Gregory Peck and the mad dog. Actually, the character of Atticus Finch reminds me of a photo which Czajka posted somewhere a while ago. One of the Polish trio of codebreakers who worked on cracking the enigma codes just before the war was the spitting image of Gregory Peck as Finch. I’ll just find a photo . . . hang on –

 

Greg: Number nine, meanwhile, is from 1975 and starred Jack Nicholson – One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest. Do you know something? I think you were with me and a bunch of our friends when we went to see this at the cinema.

 

Dante: I’m sure you’re right. I know my memory is terrible but I do remember the sequence when they were all introduced to someone as eminent doctors. I remember being really impressed with the acting in the film. And here’s the photo I was talking about – Henryk Zygalski.

 

Greg: Ah, yes, I can see a resemblance. Shame this isn’t TV, ladies and gentlemen. OK, then. Last, but most definitely not least – and Barry Norman did say that these weren’t arranged in any order of merit – is . . . drum roll . . . from 1957 - 12 Angry Men. Totally brilliant, in my opinion.

 

Dante: Absolutely. Brilliant acting all round. Watched it again quite recently. “You work your life out!”

 

Greg: Did you ever see Henry Fonda in The Wrong Man? A Hitchcock film. That would be a good one to go on this list.

 

Dante: Yes, I think I did. Actually, I thought of one or two others for 'Drama' off the top of my head. What about Amadeus? All the President’s Men? And since Barry Norman does have the odd foreign-language films, what about quite a few by Andrzej Wajda? Ashes and Diamonds, for instance. Or Fellini films? La Strada, 8 ½, La Dolce Vita . . .

 

Greg: We need to stop somewhere. No doubt we’ll get more suggestions from one or two listeners out there. So next time, Barry Norman’s choices will be ten films in a lot of people’s favourite category – ‘Comedies’. Until then, dear podcast listeners, I’ll leave you with a quote from Charles Foster Kane on the topic of media influence: “If the headline is big enough, it makes the news big enough”.

 

(longer section of Nino Rota's 'La Dolce Vita' theme)

Film Reels

21 September 2024

Recording Studio

In the Studio Again
Selections from Greg Stradelli's Podcast
 

3: Familiar Viewing

 

Greg: You growing a beard?

 

Dante: Well, now that the summer's over . . .

 

GregIt looks like it's going to be white. You'll end up looking like Santy Claus.

 

Dante: There ain't no sanity clause.

Greg: Name that film, dear listeners.

Dante: Are we recording, then? 

Greg: Shall we do a round-up of the news? Or do we leave it to other podcasters and websites?

Dante: Looking at some of the US websites, I've noticed that Donald Trump is still mispronouncing Kamala Harris's first name.

 

GregI've been thinking about whether the idea of this podcast was so great.

Dante: How do you mean?

 

Greg: Whether it was such a good idea to include politics. There was a reason for not including politics when we did our Radio Free Erconwald music broadcasts back in 2019. I thought at the time that politics was too divisive and I was right. Also, the news is usually so depressing. Let's face it, not a week goes by without some fresh horror story. The continuing wars and terrorism all over the place. Now we've got floods in central Europe. Did you see the posts from Szostak in Poland? People are losing their lives. There are all these natural disasters to cope with but so many in the human race still want to solve their problems using violence. I know the counter-argument is that people have a right to defend themselves, but I don't feel like getting into those discussions. Not here. Not now. Shall we skip straight to the Barry Norman film choices?

Dante: You sure? It's up to you, Greg. So are we broadcasting your intro then, or do we cut it? 

Greg: Sorry. Let me start again.

Here we are again, friends, with another episode in our podcast. A week is a long time in politics, as Harold Macmillan said.  

Dante: I think it was Harold Wilson who said that. Macmillan said: 'Events, dear boy, events.'

Greg: In other words, stuff happens.

 

Dante: Politely put, Greg.

Greg: How about we don't discuss the US election campaign for a change? There are all sorts of other things happening. Szostak has posted news about terrible floods in southern Poland.

Dante: I saw the photos which Izabela posted. Devastating. And maybe I should explain to listeners out there that the Szostak we're talking about, was not only our bass player in Kreutz Sungrazer at one point, before he moved permanently to Poland, but is none other than BJ Szostak, award-winning film-maker. And, according to Trojanowski, he may be coming over here to the UK around Christmastime to catch up with family. But about the floods, it's not just Poland, but elsewhere in central Europe. People have lost their lives. Grim news. 

 

Greg: Sometimes it's just so difficult to find anything that's positive. I'm not going to go into the subject of climate change on this podcast, but there are all these natural disasters happening and people still want to - anyway, let's turn to other things. The main item on the agenda is to discuss Barry Norman's film choices, isn't it?

Dante: Whatever you say, Greg. It's your podcast.

Greg: It's my podcast and I'll talk about films if I want to.

(musical filler - theme from Fellini's 'La Dolce Vita'  by Nino Rota)

Dante:  Any feedback about our last episode? 

Greg: Trojanowski had nothing to say about the 'Romances' category, but he offered some more ideas for Barry Norman's 'Thrillers' section. Actually, what I should have done right at the outset, is to stress that Norman himself didn't regard these choices as set in stone. Here's what he said in his introduction: "I've assembled the films in no particular order of merit. Maybe that's chickening out, but I don't care. Some years ago, I was sweet-talked by a magazine into naming the ten best films of all time. With huge reluctance I gave them ten, adding the proviso: if you ask me again tomorrow, I'll give you an entirely different ten each with as much right to be there." Also, the list of a hundred films invited readers to send in their own choice for the hundred-and-first.

Dante: Right. So what did Trojanowski say about the 'Thrillers' category?

Greg: He writes: "What about Double Indemnity from 1944? Or Backdraft from 1991, directed by Ron Howard, with Kurt Russell and Robert De Niro, all about Chicago firefighters. That's a thriller. Also there's Captain Phillips with Tom Hanks. (From 2013, so too new for Barry Norman's list I know). There are a couple of thrillers from Kathryn Bigelow: The Hurt Locker from 2008 and Zero Dark Thirty with the brilliant Jessica Chastain from 2012. I've got no suggestions for 'Romances'. If you're doing 'Family Films' next, then I bet Barry Norman's first choice will be The Sound of Music. Regards, T."

Dante: Is he right?

Greg: You already know the answer to that and we'll find out in a minute.

 

Dante: Actually, Flora suggested Shakespeare in Love for the 'Romances' category. 

 

Greg: Good one. "I had that Christopher Marlowe in my boat once". Great stuff. I've also heard from Czajka with some suggestions for Shakespeare films. A Midsummer Night's Dream from 1999 with a 'stellar cast' he says. Orson Welles's Chimes at Midnight, which he says is 'superb'. Henry V directed by and starring Kenneth Branagh, which he says is 'a terrific piece of film-making'. 

 

Dante: I thought maybe some Elvis movies might fit the description of 'Romances'. G.I. Blues, for instance. Or would you call that a musical?

 

Greg: Izabela suggested - for 'Romances' - Howard's End and The Remains of the Day.

Dante: Good choices. Both from the nineties, I think, and both with Emma Thompson and Anthony Hopkins. Actually, I've just watched Panic in Year Zero with Ray Milland. Brought back memories of the early sixties and the genuine unease - fear even - at the time of the Cuban missile crisis. Would that film come under thriller or sci-fi or would it need a category of its own? Apocalypse films?

Greg: Speaking of apocalyptic, or post-apocalyptic, to be precise, have you seen The Road, based on the Cormac McCarthy book? I don't agree with those people who say it's unrelentingly bleak. 

 

Dante: I can't comment because I haven't seen it, but what about all the Planet of the Apes films? They don't feature in Barry Norman's choices. 

Greg: "You maniacs!"  Actually, I recently watched Charlton Heston and the bellissima Sophia Loren in El Cid. I haven't seen that since it first came out. Maybe Barry Norman should have had a historical films category. Julius Caesar, the Shakespeare adaptation, with Marlon Brando, would be in there.

 

Dante: Going back to 'Thrillers', did you see that The Big Sleep is on TV tomorrow? Also The Day of the Jackal. That's a strong candidate for Norman's hundred-and-first film. 

Greg: Tomorrow being Saturday, dear listeners. We record these episodes on Friday. But it's weird that The Day of the Jackal can be so suspenseful, since everyone knows the history. Great film. 

Dante: Would The Revenant be included in the 'Thriller' section? Too new, I know, for the Barry Norman list. Or would it come under 'Drama'? Or 'Action and Adventure'?

Greg: Definitely not a family film. Which brings us neatly to this week's category. So - 'Family Films', Dante. Trojanowski was half right. Number one features Julie Andrews, but it's not The Sound of Music. It's Mary Poppins from 1964. 

Dante: Good choice. I don't think I can add anything to what's been said about it. Bert the chimneysweep's Cockney accent will live forever. That's a great sequence with Dick Van Dyke and the penguins. 

Greg: Number two on Barry Norman's list is the 1946 version of Great Expectations

Dante: I think I saw it ages ago. Black-and-white, I think. Was it Alastair Sim?

Greg: Alastair Sim was Scrooge in A Christmas Carol. This one was with John Mills, Jean Simmons, Alec Guinness . . . Barry Norman calls it "the finest of all Dickens adaptations". 

Dante: It's one of the Dickens books I thought was good. Others I've had problems with. He doesn't like using a sentence where a paragraph will do. 

Greg: Number three is Toy Story from 1995. So I suppose this must be the first one. 

Dante: They are all so brilliant. You can't help appreciating them when you have kids and grandkids. "To infinity and beyond!"

 

Greg: "A stranger. From the outside". Superb. Number four is one which may be a bit too cutesie for some tastes, but, of course, it's always a hit with the kids. ET from 1982.

Dante: Weird how concepts of aliens from outer space have changed since the fifties. Total extremes. Cute, like ET, then absolutely terrifying, like the one in Predator. My favourite alien must be Mork from Planet Ork. 

Greg: "Nanu Nanu". If I said Third Rock From the Sun, would that give away the plotline of that TV show to anyone who hasn't seen it?

Dante: Well . . .

Greg: But we're drifting away from Barry Norman's choices. Bambi from 1942 is at number five in this week's list. 

Dante: 1942? You sure? I saw it in the cinema when I was a kid in the fifties.

Greg: That's what it says here. Barry Norman writes: " One of the film's great strengths is that it doesn't talk down to children". He says it shows "nature red in tooth and claw."

 

Dante: Yeah, I remember it made quite an impression on me when I saw it.

Greg: Shrek from 2001 is at Number six. I've got to admit I haven't seen it. What about you?

Dante: Same here. Never got around to it. 

Greg: Number seven is The Railway Children. The original from 1970, not the remake. I have to admit I've never got around to seeing that one. Bit of a weepie, so I've heard. 

Dante: Maybe not a weepie, because - and I'd better not give away the ending - but I guess you'd call it sentimental. Maybe that's not the right word. What does Barry Norman say about it?

Greg: "I defy anyone not to shed a tear when -" Well, maybe there are some people who haven't seen the film or read the book? Let's go on to number eight. It's The Jungle Book. 1967. Little snippet of info here from Barry Norman: "The vultures' Liverpool accents are a tribute to the Beatles, whose manager Brian Epstein had agreed the band's involvement with Disney. But John Lennon didn't like the new Beatles cartoon so rejected the idea."

 

Dante: There was supposed to be a Beatles cartoon? Greg is shrugging, ladies and gentlemen. Actually, this could just as easily have been in the 'Musicals' category.  

Greg: Number nine is Harry Potter 2001-2011, so I suppose that's the whole series. 

Dante: I saw the first three. Haven't got around to seeing any more.

Greg: We're not doing too well with any incisive reviews here, are we? What did you think of them? I only saw the first one.

Dante: Maybe an acquired taste? But great as escapism, I suppose. Not sure if I'd count them as 'Family Films', though.

Greg: But isn't the idea of 'Family Films' something which kids and parents can watch together? Does that ever happen nowadays, what with individuals watching stuff separately, each in their own bubble?

Dante: Do families even go to the cinema like they used to? 

Greg: We're sounding like a couple of old  -

Dante: Relics. Boomers. Escapees from the sixties. 

Greg: The last one on the list is from 1939. Considering the year, this was pure escapism. Or did it have a hidden message? I'm talking about The Wizard of Oz

Dante: Subtle message about unmasking tyrants, maybe? 

Greg: Another reason why this may not have been such a great idea - I mean it was my idea, I know, but I'm realizing that there could be too many spoilers for people who haven't seen the films. 

Dante: I think we're OK. We haven't been giving away plotlines, have we? Or endings? Also, ahead of next week, I can tell you now that I've seen nine out of ten. I leave you to announce the category.

Greg: The next category in Barry Norman's choices, dear friends, is 'Drama'. There are some classics.  And here's a final note to finish on - it's Sophia Loren's birthday. Tanti auguri!

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Popcorn

14 September 2024

Recording Studio

In the Studio Again
Selections from Greg Stradelli's Podcast
 

2: The Truth About Cats and Dogs

 

Greg: Welcome, friends, to another episode of our podcast. With me again is Dante Czaprański, writer, diarist and one-time guitarist with Kreutz Sungrazer.

 

Dante: Two-time guitarist, counting our band reunion of last year.

Greg: Well, I guess listeners should know that I'm a two-timer as well, since I was the lead guitarist in the same outfit. Except being a two-timer doesn't sound too great.

Dante: Hmm . . .

Greg: So what have you been up to since we last spoke, my old compadre?

 

Dante: I spent most of the week in North Wales, as a matter of fact. We went - Flora and I went to visit Portmeirion, among other places.

Greg: Port - ?

Dante: Portmeirion. Where The Prisoner was filmed. 

Greg: Ah. The Patrick McGoohan series? I remember that. It must have been 1967 or 1968. I caught some of the episodes. Quite surreal, I seem to remember. But I don't think I saw how it actually ended. I must catch up with it sometime. Wasn't Leo McKern in it as the big Number One?

Dante: He was Number Two. Twice, I think. It's been a while since I've seen it but I did watch all the episodes. Terrific series. There were lots of well-known faces in the various episodes. Leo McKern, as you said, Paul Eddington . . .

Greg: Paul Eddington from Yes, Minister?

Dante: Also from Yes, Prime Minister and The Good Life. George Baker was in it. Loads of others.

Greg: You mean George Baker who played Tiberius?

Dante: Aye, Claudius. That's him. 

Greg: So you enjoyed your stay in Wales?

Dante: Wales is great. We went on a little steam railway to a picturesque little place called Beddgelert. Loads of tourists. But one minute it was fine and sunny and the next it was raining cats and dogs. There was even sleet at one point. Four seasons in one day. 

Greg: Four Seasons in One Day. Wasn't that a song?

Dante: I think it was about Melbourne. By Crowded House. 

Greg: Actually, speaking of cats and dogs, did you manage to catch the big debate? Hang on, before you answer that, maybe I'd better put in our piece of music . . .

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Greg: So, Dante, did you catch Trump v Harris where you were? 

Dante: Oh, man, I wouldn't have missed it. Stayed up late to watch it. Harris was the clear winner. I can't help feeling it was a decider in this campaign. 

Greg: You think so? The big takeaway seems to be the cats and dogs thing, and the memes and jokes are doing the rounds, of course, but will his die-hard supporters start drifting away from him because of that kind of claim? Was it any more bizarre than other stuff he's said before?

Dante: What his fans will think is the big question. Everyone else on the planet saw a cool and focused politician scoring point after point against an angry and resentful complainer.

Greg: Ah, well. There's still a way to go. It ain't over till it's over.

Now, how about we turn to the Barry Norman film choices? We've had some feedback about last week's episode.

 

Dante: Oh, really? That's encouraging. So there are some people listening out there.

 

Greg: Don't know about some. I can tell you there's at least one. It's our friend Trojanowski and he's made some comments.

Dante: Good old Trojanowski. Here's a bit of info for anyone out there who remembers our band Kreutz Sungrazer. Mel Trojanowski was our roadie for a long time and he even stood in for Czajka at one point and played drums for us. 

 

Greg: He did indeed. Here's what he says, about Barry Norman's 'Thrillers' category: 'With all due respect to the great Barry Norman, what about Hell Drivers with Stanley Baker and Patrick McGoohan? What about The French Connection films? Great car chase in the first one. In fact, what about Bullitt? There's also a Polish film, Jack Strong, with a terrific car chase through Warsaw. Regards, T.' 

 

Dante: Ha! Patrick McGoohan in Hell Drivers? That's one I haven't seen. But Trojanowski mentions a Polish film. Does Barry Norman include foreign-language films in his choices? Where's the list?

 

Greg: Here. Have a look. See? There are one or two. It's not all mainstream English-language films. 

 

Dante: But talking about cars and speed - I can think of one which was too new to be included in Barry Norman's list, but would Ford v Ferrari count as a thriller? That's a great film. Known over here as Le Mans '66. Another film I caught up with recently was The Driver with Ryan O'Neal. Nineteen-seventy something. He played the total opposite of the clean-cut wholesome roles he's usually associated with.

Greg: The late Ryan O'Neal, of course.

Dante: Right. And - at the risk of sounding like some kind of name-dropper - O'Neal went to the same school as me. Or I went to the same school as him. He was many years ahead of me and he was gone back to the States by the time I was there.

Greg: Oh, yeah? You mean the American High School in Germany?

Dante: Munich. Yeah.

 

Greg: Another series occurred to me - what about the Die Hard films? They count as thrillers, don't they?

Dante: What about the Rocky films? Especially the first one. Barry Norman didn't do a sports category, did he? 

Greg: He has 'Action and Adventure'. OK, Dan, shall we get to his actual choices and this week's category? It's 'Romances'.

 

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Greg: Here are his ten films: the first one is William Shakespeare's Romeo and Juliet from 1996.

Dante: With the fab Claire Danes. I saw her recently in one of the Terminator films. Really good actress. I have seen this updated Shakespeare - it was a while ago and it worked for me. As far as I remember they kept the actual text of the play.

 

Greg: It says here: "One liberty Luhrmann thankfully didn't take was with the Bard's dialogue". 

DanteWasn't there a re-working of The Taming of the Shrew also set in  modern-day USA?

 

Greg: Ten Things I Hate About You.

DanteCzajka is probably the one we need to ask about Shakespeare adaptations.

Greg: I can't say I've seen the Baz Luhrmann Romeo and Juliet.

Right. Barry Norman's second choice here is the classic Casablanca from 1942. 

Dante: What can I say? A classic indeed. Probably inspired more copies and tributes and pastiches than any other film. Funnily enough, I watched the Marx Brothers in A Night in Casablanca not too long ago. 

Greg: You can't go wrong with the Marx Brothers. So, moving on to number three, Barry Norman chooses Gone with the Wind from 1939. 

Dante: I did see it once, probably on TV many years ago and probably because it was one of those things I felt I ought to see, but, frankly, old bean, it washed over me a bit.

Greg: In all these years of cinema-going, I've never actually seen it. So, how about number four in the list, A Matter of Life and Death from 1946?

Dante: Now there's a classic from Powell and Pressburger, with the great David Niven probably giving the performance of a lifetime. Brilliant film. The sequences where Marius Goring appears and time stands still are unforgettable. 

Greg: I watch it whenever it's on. Superb piece of film-making. Fantastic use of the medium. OK, number five in the list is Brief Encounter from 1945. 

Dante: Trevor Howard and Celia Johnson? 

Greg: Correct. 

Dante: I've definitely seen it. It's very much of its time - a different England where people spoke differently and were bound by different rules. I seem to remember one character saying that she was heppily merried.

Greg: I'm racing through these for some reason.

 

Dante: Not your favourite genre, perhaps?

 

Greg: Maybe. Here's the next one. It Happened One Night, 1934, is at number six. 

Dante: Cary Grant and Katharine Hepburn? 

Greg: Clark Gable and Claudette Colbert. You're probably thinking of Bringing Up Baby. Both films are probably more comedies than romances, I would have thought. Maybe Norman should have called this category rom-coms. 

Dante: I've seen both films, as it happens. I think they're called 'screwball comedies.' Lightweight stuff. Good for a rainy afternoon in front of the TV, I guess.

Greg: Gregory's Girl is at number seven. From 1980. 

Dante: I don't think I ever got around to seeing it but I believe that was the same person who directed Local Hero. Now that was superb. I've watched it twice, maybe three times. Not sure if 'whimsical' is the right word to sum it up because it's not really lightweight but nicely balanced between whimsy and - and - 

Greg: Seriousness? 

Dante: Maybe that's it. 

Greg: The director you're thinking of is Bill Forsyth. And if you liked Local Hero you'll like Gregory's Girl. And, on a Scottish theme, another one you might like, recommended by our friend and one-time Radio Free Erconwald technician Lorna, is an eighties film called Heavenly Pursuits with Tom Conti and Helen Mirren. 

Dante: My films-to-see list will be expanding.

Greg: Number eight is When Harry Met Sally from 1989. Don't tell me you've seen it. It's one that Izabela has tried to get me to watch when it's been on, but I believe I was always otherwise engaged.

Dante: I don't know why, but I usually avoid rom-coms. I was sort of persuaded to watch this and I have to admit it was good. Clever script if I remember, and ultimately I suppose a feel-good movie is designed to make you feel good. What can I say?

Greg: Number nine is from 1945 and is called I Know Where I'm Going. I've heard of it but have never seen it. Have you? It says here this was also a Powell and Pressburger film. 

Dante: I have seen it and I remember it vaguely. Wendy Hiller was in it, but what it was about I don't remember. Should have looked it up to refresh my memory, but I was in the village, your Honour.

Greg: The Graduate from 1967 is the last one in this category. I suppose it's one of those films which we boomers have all seen. 

Dante: You're probably right. Made a star of Dustin Hoffman, didn't it? He was great in Rain Man. Does Barry Norman include that anywhere?

Greg: Hang on - let me just check - no, it doesn't look like it. Anyway, which category would it come under? 'Drama', I suppose. 

 

Dante: Well, that was all very illuminating, I guess. I don't know what I would have chosen in the way of 'Romances'. Maybe Picnic with William Holden and Kim Novak? Hitchcock's Vertigo which we mentioned last week? Maybe Trojanowski will provide some feedback again? 

Greg: And now, Dante, your mission, should you choose to accept it, is to join me next time to discuss Barry Norman's next category, which is 'Family Films'. Could be films about cats and dogs, of course.

Dante: Cats and dogs! Good grief! I just remembered there's a great film that would fit the 'Romance' category perfectly. It's called The Truth About Cats and Dogs. I think it was sort of based on Cyrano de Bergerac. Give me a second and I'll look it up.

Greg: Can't say it rings any bells. 

 

Dante: Yes. 1996. Uma Thurman and Janeane Garofalo. I remember it was really clever and funny. 

Greg: So cheers until next time, Dante, and you should have plenty of time to catch up on any family films you haven't seen, now that you're back home from the village. 

Dante: I'll do my best, but there are things to do and places to go. And grandchildren to catch up with.

Greg: See how it goes. No pressure. You are not a number, you're a free man. 

Dante: Be seeing you.

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Pets

7 September 2024

Recording Studio

In the Studio Again
Selections from Greg Stradelli's Podcast
 

1: The Long and Widening Road

Greg: OK. Before we start the podcast proper, have you had a chance to look through the film list?

 

Dante: Some of it. It's interesting. When was this from? Because Barry Norman hasn't been around for a while.

Greg: This appeared as a supplement in the Radio Times back in 2012, so about five years before he died. I knew I had it somewhere. Izabela found it in with some correspondence. We'll need to mention in the podcast that he was a well-known British film critic and this is a compilation of his choices of a hundred films. Arranged by different genres.

Dante: I've seen quite a few of them, as a matter of fact. I surprised myself.

Greg: Good. Shall we get going, then? Ready to record? 

 

Dante: Yeah, fine.

 

Greg: Welcome, friends. We start this series of podcasts by saying that we have no idea how long this idea will continue. It's a bit of an experiment. I had a vague plan of doing these until maybe after the result of the US election is known, so sometime in November. We'll see how it goes. My co-host today is the one and only Dante Czaprański. Hi Danno.

Dante: 'Danno'? What? Have you been watching 'Hawaii Five-O' then? 

Greg: Not exactly. Czajka came round last night with stories of Honolulu. I think I may be in Hawaiian mode. Maybe we'll get him to contribute sometime. He tells me paradise has its own problems. He sent me a link to one of the local papers. 

Dante: I tell you what, Greg. I'm not going to be very good here if we don't stick to the script.

Greg: Don't worry, Dan. We can edit any guff and bloopers later. So what have you been up to lately?

Dante: Not much. I've been catching up on some of those - catching up with some films which I didn't see when they first came out.

GregI suppose we'd better get on with some sort of plan. I had a vague agenda - the US election campaign.

Dante: I remember when you were doing our Radio Free Erconwald broadcasts, you were very keen on staying away from any mention of politics. What's changed?

Greg: Well, this isn't going to be exclusively about politics, except everything involves politics, if you think about it -

Dante: I thought we were going to be doing mostly book and film reviews.

Greg: That was the original plan but I'm not sure about books. Maybe some other time, depending on how the podcast goes. Maybe I can get Czajka to come in with some of his selections. But we're both film and music fans, aren't we? And since you mention films, have you seen there's a new film version - from France - of The Count of Monte Cristo?  Wasn't the book discussed in your Absent Drummer?

Dante: My Absent Drummer? My diaries, yes, and there were contributions from Czajka, remember, but it was Karski who put the whole thing together. But, yes, I've seen the ads for the film, and one or two commentators are talking about swashbuckling and swordfights, but I've got to say I don't remember any swordfighting in the book and I've read it  twice.

Greg: Wow. Really? I've only seen the seventies film. The Richard Chamberlain one.

Dante: That was actually a pretty good effort at compressing the novel. But I'm not sure any film version can take in all the complex strands of the story. 

Greg: I don't know if this latest one will have subtitles. If it doesn't, I'll be struggling.

 

Dante: I've read it has subtitles.

 

Greg: Listen, you mentioned Absent Drummer. I've been meaning to ask you - and I can edit this bit from the podcast; it's just something that occurred to me a while ago - how could you have thought that Speedy was talking about his father when he meant stepfather?

 

Dante: I think I may have mentioned this before. He threw in the odd Polish word now and again and he spoke about his ojczym. I thought at the time that it meant 'father', but I found out later that it's the word for 'stepfather'. And I also recollect him talking about 'his old man', and naturally I assumed he meant his dad.

 

Greg: OK. You also mentioned Karski. Have you seen him lately? I know you both went to the same school . . .

 

Dante: He was in the year above me. For any listeners out there - it was a US Army school in Germany. I don't see him all that often, but we do exchange emails and ideas. 

Greg: Because I get the feeling he's some kind of recluse, or like the mysterious Robin Masters in the Magnum series, manipulating things from behind the scenes.

Dante: Magnum? I used to watch that now and again back in the - what was it? Seventies? 

Greg: I'm watching some re-runs and they all say 1986. I didn't really watch them the first time around, but I'm quite enjoying these. Guess who got me watching Hawaiian-themed stuff?

Dante: The globe-trotting Czajka, of course. Who else?

Greg: I even caught up with the 1973 Elvis concert from Hawaii.

But hey - changing the subject, since the plan was for this podcast to be vaguely topical, have you managed to listen to anything other than your favourite Italian music? Any finds? Have you managed to catch up with anything by Taylor Swift, for example? What do you think about the news of the Oasis reunion? 

Dante: Too many questions, Mozart. I can't help feeling that Oasis took the idea for re-forming the band from our Kreutz Sungrazer reunion of last year. And I have been listening to Italian music, as a matter of fact. I enjoy listening to new sounds, even if most of the music is aimed at people who are half my age or even younger. I may be an old duffer but in my head I'm still eighteen. OK. Maybe fifty-eight.

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Greg: Right. Got some items jotted down here. Time for a look at developments in the USA and the presidential election campaign. How's it looking, Dante? 

Dante: I'm kind of following CNN, MSNBC, the New York Times, the Washington Post, etc, but there's an old school friend of mine who sends me some info from across the pond now and then - blogs and webpages and commentary - and it's looking interesting. How things have changed from a few months ago.

Greg: So are you going to stick your neck out and say it's going to be President Harris?

Dante: Er -

Greg: Go on, Dan. Nobody's listening. 

Dante: You heard it here first, ladies and gentlemen. The podcaster admits he thinks there's no-one out there. And, yes, I'll say it'll be President Kamala. 

Greg: President Kamala? On first-name terms already, eh? Nobody said President Donald or President George or President Richard. 

Dante: Richard?

Greg: The president who went to China and ended up having an opera written about him. Which I must catch sometime. 

Dante: I watched a broadcast of that on TV a while ago.

Greg: Oh, yeah? What did you think of it? 

Dante: I thought it was pretty good. And on the subject of Nixon, yes, no doubt he was controversial, to put it mildly, but I think it was Czajka who suggested somewhere that he could be due for a reappraisal. I'm not sure about that, but there was a time, I remember my dad telling me, when RFE was threatened with closure and Nixon overruled the naysayers and basically saved -

 

Greg: RFE - that's Radio Free Europe - for the benefit of our listeners. All two of them. 

Dante: Not forgetting their dog, of course. Actually, going back to the subject of first names, remember how many headline writers over here were saying 'Boris'? Rather than 'Prime Minister Johnson' not so long ago?  

 

Greg: I wonder what he's up to nowadays? There was a time when you couldn't avoid seeing him on TV, in the papers -

 

Dante: The political page has turned. 

 

Greg: Spoken like a diplomat, Dante. So, back to the USA, what does your friend think? 

 

Dante: I think we're generally on the same wavelength. I was going to say that I didn't see the Arlington Cemetery incident covered over here in the UK at great length, but I guess popular papers tend to cover domestic news and only splash on big international stories.

Greg: I did see the Arlington story somewhere. I still don't know exactly what happened. But moving on from the USA, let me ask you - before I forget - because I did make a note here. Actually, maybe I'd better stick our jingle in at this point - between topics. This is still a bit of a learning curve . . .

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Greg: Here's what I was going to say. You lived in Germany for a while, didn't you?

Dante: A few years in Munich when I was a kid. Tail-end of the fifties and early sixties.

Greg: So what do you think of that regional election gain by the AfD which made the news?

Dante: I had a feeling you were going to mention that. Let me read you what I wrote down . . .

 

Greg: Something you prepared earlier? Like those TV chefs?

 

Dante: Ha! Digest this nugget, then: "A nation which can produce people of the calibre of Bach, Beethoven, Goethe, Heine, Clara Schumann, Thomas Mann, Franz Beckenbauer, Michael Schumacher, etc. is not about to make another catastrophic historical mistake."

Greg: Nice sentiments. Hope you're right.

Dante: That's not to say you can airbrush any evil out of a nation's history or pretend that the Nazis were some kind of aliens who suddenly descended on Germany. But in an ideal world, it would be good if a nation could be judged on its best citizens rather than its worst ones - remember the Munich anti-Nazi White Rose, for instance - but that rarely happens. Maybe the best we can hope for - and particularly from historians - is realism and accuracy.

 

Greg: Yeah. The long view. So maybe this result is a blip and the far-right will be seen off by a united opposition? It happened in France recently.

But how about we leave politics and turn to films?

Dante: Fine. But don't we need our jingle? Between topics? 

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Greg: What I've got here is film critic Barry Norman's - British film critic, the late Barry Norman's list of a hundred must-see films. This came out in 2012, so quite outdated, but shall we see how many of these we're familiar with?

Dante: OK. I'm up for that. 

Greg: He has eleven categories. Nine of them have ten films in each, but the tenth and eleventh have five in each, making up the total hundred. So basically there are ten sections of ten films. 

The first category is 'Thrillers'. Number one is Goodfellas from 1990. Seen it?

Dante: I didn't see it when it came out, but caught up with it last year. Compelling but pretty brutal. 

Greg: Is that it?

 

Dante: Scorsese has made some great films. I thought Mean Streets was terrific. But what can I say? Goodfellas was a violent story about violent people.

 

Greg: Now that's what I call a concise review.

Dante: Brilliant performances from a great cast. Did you see Ray Liotta in Cop Land? Also Sylvester Stallone was exceptional in that. It's not necessarily the violence and the killing in Goodfellas that I object to - I know the actors will pull themselves together to star in other movies - but there was one thing I didn't like at all. There was a scene in which a married couple were shouting at each other and a baby which  one of them was holding ended up crying. Genuine distress - too young to be acting. To me that's a dodgy area. I don't think it could have been CGI back in those days.

As for concise reviews, I was going through my dad's diaries a few years ago, and he tended to write down one or two-word reviews for films he and my mother had seen at the cinema. Maybe I'm taking after him.

Greg: Right. Film number two is Dirty Harry from 1971. 

Dante: I've seen that and the sequels, I think. Were there three? Tyne Daly was good in - was it the second one? 

Greg: There were actually five and Tyne Daly was in the third one. The Enforcer. Moving on from Dirty Harry - number three on Barry Norman's list is The Big Sleep from 1946. 

Dante: I saw it ages ago but don't remember much about it. Was it with Sydney Greenstreet and Peter Lorre? And Humphrey Bogart, of course.

Greg: You're thinking of The Maltese Falcon. The Big Sleep had Elisha Cook Jr in it and strangely enough, I just saw him as a guest star in one of the Magnum episodes. Number four on Norman's list is The Godfather from 1972. 

Dante: So the first one of the trilogy. Have you seen the revised last one?

Greg: Yeah. And it's no good saying this is a violent story about violent people because these films are classics. 

Dante: Far be it from me to disagree. There is some superb acting all round. I don't think I can add to what's already been said about any of these films. Although I don't know many women who are huge fans, I've got to say.

Greg: Number five is The Silence of the Lambs from 1991. 

Dante: Pass. I've never seen it. Maybe I'll get around to it one day. 

Greg: Really? I thought - well, if you haven't seen it, then you haven't seen it.

How about number six on the list; LA Confidential from 1997?

Dante: Nope. Another one that has passed me by.

Greg: You mean you passed it by. We're not doing too well here.

This next one - number seven - you must have seen. Hitchcock's North by Northwest from 1959. 

Dante: Definitely. I've seen it a few times. Excellent film. And we could get into a discussion about other Hitchcock films, but I can see you're looking at the clock.

Greg: No, don't worry. Which other Hitchcock films did you have in mind? 

Dante: Where do I begin? There are so many: Vertigo, The Man Who Knew Too Much, Rear Window, Dial M for Murder . . .

Greg: Strangers on a Train, The Birds, Marnie . . .

 

Dante: Apparently - so I've been told - the word 'marnie' in Polish is an adverb and translates as 'badly' or 'poorly'. 

Greg: Fascinating, Mr CzaprańskiOK, shall we go to number eight? It's Chinatown from 1974.

Dante: I saw it when it first came out. I went to the cinema with - with - I don't remember. I don't remember much about the film either apart from the plaster on the guy's nose. 

Greg: Number nine is - guess what? - another Hitchcock: Psycho from 1960. 

Dante: Again, what can I say that hasn't already been said? Any horror seems mild by today's standards.

Greg: And the last one in this category is . . .The Third Man from 1949.

Dante: One of my absolute all-time favourites. I read somewhere that Welles ad-libbed the ferris wheel speech. 

Greg: "Five hundred years of democracy and brotherly love and what did that produce?"

Dante: Spoiler alert, ladies and gentlemen. Spoiler alert.

Greg: We could discuss other Orson Welles films, but - spoiler alert - Citizen Kane comes up in one of Barry Norman's other categories.

Dante: I did jot down some notes when you gave me this list. No Mission Impossible films? Wouldn't they be classed as thrillers? Or any of the Bourne films? Or do they come up in another category? Action movies?

 

Greg: I was thinking there should be at least one Bond film here. But also, what about the seventies disaster movies - The Towering Inferno, The Poseidon Adventure. Or the more recent Terminator films? 

Dante: The Taking of Pelham 123

Greg: Assault on Precinct 13? Or maybe that's classed as horror? 

Dante: RoboCop? Or is that sci-fi?

Greg: So many more, but I think we'd better stop somewhere. Are you up for more of Barry Norman's choices?

Dante: Why not? What's the next category, as if I didn't know?

Greg: Next time is 'Romances', and before you say 'chick-flicks', that's not necessarily what they are.

Dante: I wasn't about to say that, Greg. We're not unreconstructed relics of the seventies, are we?

Greg: Not sure. I do feel a bit of a relic right now after all those film titles. As if I've been clobbered by history. 

Dante: Forget about films for a bit. Go read a book. Until next time. Arrivederci

(longer section of Nino Rota's 'La Dolce Vita' theme)

Radio show microphones

11 August 2024

 

Email from Greg Stradelli to Dante Czaprański

 

Hey Czaprański

Instead of me reviving Radio Free Erconwald, as I keep saying I will sometime, what do you think of the idea of a podcast? Everyone's doing it nowadays. We could call it 'The Rest is Opinionated Old Geezers Pontificating About Anything and Everything'. Pretty catchy, huh? The problem with me doing another music programme is all the hassles about copyright and royalties, so I thought maybe a podcast would be easier all round. Maybe you'd be interested in providing an angle about the upcoming US election, what with your background in the American education system. What do you think? We could do a trial run and keep it going until the results are known.

GS

11 August 2024

Dante's reply:

Hi Greg

Not sure about the podcast idea. You're right that everyone seems to be doing it, but what could I add? (I can see Harris winning in November, BTW - you heard it here first). But I wonder sometimes what my teachers at the US Army School in Munich would have thought of the choice. A woman candidate? Wow! That would have been unthinkable back in the fifties and early sixties when I was there. 

I take it you're thinking of you and me doing the podcast. It has to be at least two people. Maybe we could get Czajka and some others? Not sure when he's coming back from Honolulu. He's out there just when we're having a heatwave here. 

But where do we record? At your place? And do we follow a script or just spout off the top of our heads? We need to talk about this. Flora says I should do a barbecue this evening and she's thinking of inviting one or two people. Are you and Izabela doing anything tonight? We could discuss all of this over a beer. 

Did you see the message and photos from Czajka which Marielle posted? Both of them posing outside the Police Station at Waikiki Beach? A brush with the law? Again? Ha ha. But he says there's more to Oahu than what the tourists see and he's planning to write about it. Material for a podcast maybe? 

See ya later

Dante

May 2024

Update from Dante in Florence 

Greetings all. Here we are and it's raining. So it'll be gallery and museum-visiting time and there are plenty of those - and churches, of course.

In response to Trojanowski's query about Speedy's family history, here's a bit of info which should clear things up. Some of you may remember an interview which Speedy did with Poznan Today a few years ago. He told Czajka afterwards that there was a large chunk missing, so that the article made it appear that his father was with General Maczek's armoured division during the war, and that he took part in Allied operations after the Normandy landings. Speedy's father was actually an airman (as Czajka wrote) and it was Speedy's uncle who served with Maczek. A correction did appear eventually. 

Czeers from Czaprański





Update to the Update - Hot Town, Summer in West London, July 2024

Here's a bit more info about Speedy Malinowski's family history, which turns out to be a bit more convoluted than I thought. I do remember that when I first met him, I understood that his father had fought in Normandy with General Maczek. We spoke English, of course, but he did throw in the odd Polish word  into the conversation and he said his ojczym had fought with Maczek. My Polish not being too brilliant, I didn't realize at the time that ojczym meant 'stepfather'. I think I assumed it was some dialect word for 'father'. So it was his stepfather who had fought with Maczek, while his father was with the Polish Airforce. 

I caught up with Speedy's son Ludo at a barbecue party recently and he filled in some detail. The stepfather wasn't strictly a stepfather because he and Speedy's mother never married. Speedy's parents split up when he was quite young, but, as Catholics, they never actually divorced, and his stepfather became known as an uncle, Uncle Janek. Ludo sent me the corrected version of the Poznan Today interview with Speedy and the missing section clears up the confusion between father and uncle:

Poznan Today: How did your father find himself in the West?

Speedy Malinowski: He was eighteen when the war broke out. He was involved in the defence of the city and then he narrowly missed being deported east. He jumped from a train, went back to Grodno, then managed to make his way through Romania, via Italy to France, where he joined the Polish Army being formed by General Sikorski.

Poznan Today: Your father fought the Germans in France?

Speedy Malinowski: He was sent from France to England to join the Polish air formations which were attached to the RAF. My Uncle Janek, who wasn't a real uncle but who brought me up as a father after my parents separated, also escaped from occupied Poland. He fought in France and then he was shipped to Scotland and eventually went back to fight on the continent in General Maczek's armoured corps.


To confuse things even further, in the same interview Speedy mentioned an uncle who played the violin. This was a real uncle - his mother's brother. I don't know why Poznan Today managed to cut the interview, but the corrected version did appear after a while. The original interview appeared in May 2019 when we were plugging our Radio Free Erconwald website. 

PS - Czajka has just been in touch. He's doing what he likes best - globetrotting. He and Marielle are at one of Hawaii's swankiest hotels - on Kalakaua Avenue, overlooking Oahu's Waikiki Beach. How does he afford these trips? We never discuss money, only politics. And on that subject, he tells me he will be commenting on recent developments. 'Where?' I ask him. 'Cyberspace: the final frontier,' he replies.


Arrivederci from Czaprański

Radio Free Erconwald

 

It's a fictional radio station!

It was set up by the fictional Greg Stradelli in the fictional

'Speedy Malinowski Radio Show'.

A few fictional characters compiled the playlists but the music is real and is out there to find and enjoy . . .

RFE part twenty - Hold On To Your Dreams

                23 March 2024

Here's the last playlist. It's been fun compiling these and sharing some of the music I like with friends out there. And now, to quote Dante Czaprański: 'Goodbye, Dowidzenia, Arrivederci.'

1 Jimmy Reed - Honest I Do
2 Beny Moré 
- A Media Noche
3 Aaron Neville - Tell It Like It Is
 
4 The Unthanks - The Old News
5 The Police - Every Breath You Take
6 ommood - The Endless Day
7 The Beach Boys - Kiss Me, Baby
8 Brenda Holloway - (You Can) Depend On Me

9 Nicola Conte, Gianluca Petrella, Debo Ray - Hold On To Your Dreams
 

RFE part nineteen - I Think Therefore I Rock N Roll

                16 March 2024

Thanks again to friends who have given me ideas for these playlists. 
There is so much good music out there to be enjoyed. 


1 Tommy Tucker - High Heel Sneakers
2 Ringo Starr 
- I Think Therefore I Rock N Roll
3 Rory Gallagher - Overnight Bag
 
4 Granville Williams & His Orchestra - Third Man Theme
5 Dave Stewart, Candy Dulfer - Lily Was Here
6 Ronnie Dyson - When You Get Right Down to It
7 Vonda Shepard, Emily Saliers - Baby, Don't You Break My Heart Slow
8 Talisk - Echo

 

Percussion Set

RFE part eighteen - Papa-Oom-Mow-Mow

                9 March 2024

Another totally random selection. The only link to the previous two playlists is the number by George Harrison.

1 The Young Rascals - Groovin' (Italian version)
2 George Harrison
 - Marwa Blues
3 The Rivingtons - Papa-Oom-Mow-Mow
 
4 The Soul Survivors - Expressway (To Your Heart)
5 The Surfaris - Point Panic
6 Betty Who - Heartbreak Dream
7 The Temper Trap - Sweet Disposition
8 Stereolab - Miss Modular
9 Hank Jones, Mads Vinding, Billy Hart - Over The Rainbow

 

RFE part seventeen - Can You Remember

                2 March 2024

A moment to remember people who were close - family and friends.  
Song no. 6 is for my mother Halina, who loved to express her feelings and her view of life through her painting.

1 Muse - Starlight
2 Paul McCartney
 - Maybe I'm Amazed
3 The Cameos - Can You Remember
 
4 Sun's Signature, Elizabeth Fraser - Golden Air
5 Daft Punk - The Game of Love
6 Tenderlonious - Song For My Mother
 

Painting Brushes

RFE part sixteen - Off the Wall

                24 February 2024

Back to a random selection of numbers I like.

1 The Paul Butterfield Blues Band - Off the Wall
2 John Lennon - Ain't That a Shame
3 Queen Latifah - What Love Has Joined Together
 
4 Maria Sadowska - Niezgoda
5 Peha - Spomal
6 Aldo Romano - Caruso

7 Biréli Lagrène - La Mer
8 Studnitzky - Organic

RFE part fifteen - Va, Pensiero

                17 February 2024

This time, it's a classical music selection.

1 Mozart - Fantasia in D Minor, K. 397 - Alfred Brendel
2 Bach - Italian Concerto in F, BWV 971:1 (Allegro) - Vladimir Ashkenazy
3 Chopin - Etude No. 14
 in F Minor, Op. 25 No. 2 - Artur Rubinstein 
4 Schubert - Piano Quintet in A Major, Op 114, D667, 'The Trout' IV, Theme and Variations (Andantino) - Daniel Barenboim et al
Dvořák - Songs My Mother Taught Me - Yo-Yo Ma, Kathryn Stott
6
 Verdi - Va, Pensiero, from 'Nabucco' - Royal Opera Chorus
7 Szymanowska - 18 Danses: No. 7. Polonaise in F Minor -

Anna Ciborowska
 

RFE part fourteen - Some Down Time

                10 February 2024

Some jazz this time around . . . 

1 Stanley Clarke, Patrice Rushen, Ndugu Chancler - Salt Peanuts
2 Steve Khan - Some Down Time 
3 Charles Mingus - Fables of Faubus

4 Clarence Wheeler, The Enforcers - Sham Time 
5 Ronnie Laws - Night Breeze
 

Coffee and a Cookie

RFE part thirteen - Heart Full of Soul

               
 3 February 2024

Here's another totally random list of tracks I like.  

1 Bobby Parker - Watch Your Step
2 The Yardbirds - Heart Full of Soul
3 Duffy - Distant Dreamer

4 Paul Revere & The Raiders - Kicks
5 Oleta Adams - Get Here
6 Wolf Alice - Lipstick On The Glass

7 Pino Daniele, Giorgia - Vento di Passione
8 Miles Davis - Solar 

 

RFE part twelve - Back in the Day

               
 27 January 2024

Here are some more (mostly vintage) tracks.  

1 Amos Milburn - Chicken Shack Boogie
2 George Duke - Back In The Day
3 Bob Thompson - Crazy Horse Blues

4 Stereophonics - I Wanna Get Lost With You
5 Aretha Franklin - Chain Of Fools
6 Dusty Springfield - All Cried Out

7 Laura Nyro - A Woman Of The World
8 Weather Report - And Then 

 

RFE part eleven - Undivided

               
 20 January 2024

The Dire Straits number listed here is the 1983 concert version of their theme to Bill Forsyth's brilliant film 'Local Hero'. 

1 Delroy Wilson - I'm Still Waiting
2 Steve Riley & The Mamou Playboys - La Vie Je Croyais Je Voulais
3 Gitkin - Nosotros También

4 Bon Jovi - Undivided
5 Susan Tedeschi - True
6 James Brown - Try Me

7 Foo Fighters - Next Year
8 Dire Straits - Going Home (Live at Hammersmith Odeon)

 

Penguins

RFE part ten - Hazy Shade of Winter

               
 13 January 2024

The playlists keep rolling into 2024 . . . 

1 Omar and The Howlers - Zoltar's Walk
2 Florence & The Machine - Cosmic Love
3 MEUTE - You & Me

4 Linda Jones - Hypnotized
5 The Animals - Club-A-Go-Go
6 The Easybeats - Good Times

7 The Bangles - Hazy Shade of Winter
8 Joe Satriani - Sleepwalk
9 Röyksopp - So Easy


 

RFE part nine - Everything I Do Gonna Be Funky

               
6 January 2024

Happy New Year! 
For anyone who has been keeping an eye on the 'watch this space' section (below), the sequel to The Speedy Malinowski Radio Show begins this week. The plan is to post instalments on Wednesdays and Saturdays which should take it up to the end of March.
Meanwhile, the playlists will continue on Saturdays.

1 Lou Donaldson - Everything I Do Gonna Be Funky (From Now On)
2 Todd Rundgren - Future
3 Arisa - Ricominciare Ancora
4 The Cadillacs - I'm Willing
5 Tim Penn and The Strange Sins - So Many Roads
6 Men I Trust - Show Me How
7 Art Blakey - When Love Is New


 

Retro Clock and Glowing Lights

RFE part eight - Wish You A Merry Christmas

          16 December 2023

 

This year's posts finish off with a seasonal playlist. Wishing all friends a happy and peaceful Christmas and the very best in the New Year. 

1 Charles Brown, Bonnie Raitt - Merry Christmas Baby

2 JD McPherson - All The Gifts I Need

3 Otis Redding - White Christmas

4 King Curtis - The Christmas Song

5 Wallace Johnson, Allen Toussaint et al - Christmas Comes But Once A Year

6 B.B. King - Christmas Celebration

7 The Voices - Santa Claus Baby

8 Vince Guaraldi Trio - Linus and Lucy

9 Whitney Houston - Do You Hear What I Hear?

10 Sixpence None The Richer - Carol Of The Bells

11 Take 6 (and the Yellowjackets) - God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen

12 The Band - Christmas Must be Tonight

13 Keb' Mo' - We Call It Christmas

14 The Cameos - New Year's Eve

15 Kim Weston - Wish You A Merry Christmas

RFE part seven - It Took Me So Long To Get Here

          2 December 2023

Here's the penultimate playlist of 2023. There may or may not be more next year. Who knows? 

1 Ray Charles - Unchain My Heart
2 The Blues Brothers - Peter Gunn Theme
3 Halina Mlynkova,  Krzysztof Kiljański - Podejrzani Zakochani
4 The Lovin' Spoonful - Night Owl Blues
5 Lez Karski, The Investors - Rocket Science
6 KT Tunstall - It Took Me So Long To Get Here, But Here I Am
7 Dennis Rollins - The Funky Funk
8 Brenda Holloway - Operator
9 Victor Tugores - Xubec Time
10 Vargas Blues Band - Chill Out - Sácalo
11 Skerryvore - Moonraker

RFE part six - Every Kinda People          

               

                 18 November 2023

 

The playlists continue:

 

1 Little Richard - Tutti Frutti

2 Lil Ed & The Blues Imperials - Tired Of Crying

3 Madonna - Sky Fits Heaven

4 Elodie - Tribale

5 Marcus Miller - Papa Was A Rolling Stone

6 Incognito - Saturday Sirens

7 Robert Palmer - Every Kinda People

8 GoGo Penguin - Atomised

9 Marvin Gaye - Pride And Joy

10 Alicia Keys - Un-thinkable (I'm Ready)

11 Hugo Montenegro & His Orchestra - The Good, The Bad and The Ugly

12 The Walker Brothers - Living Above Your Head

13 Jackie DeShannon - What The World Needs Now Is Love

Restaurant Interior

RFE part five - I'll Keep Holding On           

 

                       4 November 2023

 

Here's another selection of music I like. Thanks to friends, as always, for recommendations. Couldn't resist including the record by the Fab Four which is making the news. Maybe I'll do a classical list sometime (?) as in Izabela's choices in 'The Speedy Malinowski Radio Show'.

 

1 Nicola Conte, Gianluca Petrella, Davide Shorty - People Need People

2 The Marvelettes - I'll Keep Holding On

3 Karla Bonoff - Personally

4 Charlie Parker - Autumn in New York

5 Yukari Itou - 恋する瞳 (L'amore Ha I Tuoi Occhi)

6 Jon Cleary - When You Get Back

7 The Five Satins - The Time

8 Bluewerks, Otis Ubaka - Atmospheric 

9 Nina Simone - To Love Somebody

10 Harold Melvin & The Bluenotes - If You Don't Know Me By Now

11 Don Bryant - How Do I Get There? 

12 The Beatles - Now And Then

13 Jimmy Forrest - That's All

Outdoor Cafe

RFE part four - Eye in the Sky 

 

         21 October 2023 

 

Continuing with the music . . .

 

1 Paloma Faith - Only Love Can Hurt Like This

2 The Alan Parsons Project - Eye in the Sky

3 Lowell Fulson - Reconsider Baby

4 Sara Bareilles - More Love

5 Yvette Landry & the Jukes - Grow Too Old

6 Thurston Harris - Little Bitty Pretty One

7 Kiki Dee - Why Don't I Run Away From You

8 Paul Simon - Something so Right

9 Ewelina Flinta, Łukasz Zagrobelny - Nie Kłam, Że Mnie Kochasz 

10 Lorenzo Morresi, Tenderlonious - Cosmica Italiana

11 Manic Street Preachers (feat. Julia Cumming) - The Secret He Had Missed

12 Willie Mitchell - The Time Ain't Long

13 Yelfris Valdés - After Sly

RFE part three - Keep Comin' Back   

                 7 October 2023

Here's another compilation of various tracks I've been listening to lately. Thanks to friends whose recommendations I've followed up, and whose musical ideas I've borrowed. 

1  Jimmy Fontana  - Il Mondo
2  Spin Doctors - Jimmy Olsen's Blues
3  Mary Mary - Shackles (Praise You)
4  Bonnie Raitt - Runaway

5  Bob Dylan - She Belongs To Me
6  Hania Rani - Glass
7  Kim Weston - Just Loving You
8  The Beach Boys - All This Is That
9  Dion - Donna the Prima Donna
10  Womack & Womack - Teardrops
11  Joe Sample - Viva De Funk
12  Tower Of Power - Keep Comin' Back

Pouring Beer

RFE part two - Here I Go Again                                                                                             

                       23 September 2023

 

More selections incoming. There's no particular theme linking the choices - this is just some of the music I've been enjoying lately. Hope other music fans like these tracks, too.

 

1  Jackie Trent - You Baby

2  The Rolling Stones - 2120 South Michigan Avenue

3  Paolo Nutini - Let Me Down Easy

4  Pentatonix - Midnight In Tokyo

5  The Hot Sardines - Wake Up In Paris

6  Eros Ramazzotti - Un'Altra Te

7  The Brecker Brothers - Scrunch

8  Robert Cray - Nothin' But A Woman

9  The Hollies - Here I Go Again

10  Misia Furtak - Mózg

11  Otis Redding - Pain In My Heart

12  Tasmin Archer - Sleeping Satellite

13  The Royalettes - He's Gone

Pouring Coffee

RFE part one - I Can't Help Myself                                                                                         9 September 2023

Welcome to the first of what I hope will be a few occasional (?) episodes. The whole thing kicks off with the all-time classic 'Green Onions' by Booker T & the MGs. I can never hear this number without imagining the voice of Wolfman Jack, as featured in the film 'American Graffiti':

1  Booker T & the MGs - Green Onions
2  Average White Band - Same Feeling, Different Song

3  Four Tops - I Can't Help Myself (Sugar Pie, Honey Bunch)
4  Timi Yuro - It'll Never Be Over For Me
5  The Beatles - Ask Me Why
6 Beck, Bogert, Appice - I'm So Proud
7  Tracy Chapman, Luciano Pavarotti - Baby Can I Hold You
8  The Ventures - Walk, Don't Run
9  Brenda Holloway, The Supremes - Going To A Go Go
10  Dusty Springfield - In The Land Of Make Believe
11  Kayah - Za Późno
12  Laura Pausini - Ragazza Che
13  The Pogues - Eyes Of An Angel
14  The Valentinos - It's All Over Now


 

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Flora says now’s my chance to write my book. She’s right. How about ‘I, Florence’, I said to her, written from a woman’s perspective? All about her boring husband who has no flair for gardening and spends his life under headphones, listening to rock, blues, jazz. And Motown. Plenty of Motown. Although, of course, it would be catchier if I called it ‘I, Claudia’. Would you like to be called Claudia? ‘Claudia was actually one of my grandmother’s names,’ Flora tells me; ‘she was Florencia Gabriela Claudia. Anyway,’ she said, checking on her phone, ‘it looks like someone has already beaten you to that particular title.’  ‘Only joking’, I said. ‘I could never write from a woman’s point of view anyway and I don’t know how a man could ever do that’. ‘Think of all those Victorian women novelists’, said Flora. ‘They used to write from every point of view'. 

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INTERIOR – THE SABLONIERE HOTEL, LEICESTER SQUARE

 

LIBISZEWSKI:     (WRITES)

 

Wednesday 31st May, 1797.

                                               

My dearest Marta, I hope you are well and still think of me as often as I think of you. We arrived in England from Sweden on Monday. Niemcewicz was sea-sick. God knows how he will cope with a voyage across the Atlantic Ocean. Word has spread that General Kosciuszko is here in London. It’s in the newspapers and people are flocking to see him.

You wouldn’t believe the size of this city. It is absolutely overwhelming and stretches out for miles. And the number of different people there are here! In fact, Niemcewicz says that when he was last in England , he felt much more like a foreigner than he does today. Because today, in the wake of the revolution in France, he says, we are only a few of many. It’s true, we see not only French exiles, but people of all nationalities walking along the streets. No wonder people feel safe here. And so they come from all the trouble spots of Europe, indeed the world. It’s a shame that General Kosciuszko will not be able to see much of the city in his condition. No-one dares tell him, but we think he may be paralyzed for the rest of his life.

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I haven’t found any descriptions of Helen yet, sir, but I’m sure there must be something somewhere. But if I don’t find anything then I can give you a description myself. I did visit Troy, if you remember.

And you saw Helen?

 

Indeed.

 

And was she as beautiful as they say?

 

Well, it’s all a matter of taste, I suppose. Remember I was very young back then. I must have been about eight years old and generally overwhelmed by the sights and sounds of the city. All I know for sure is that she was the absolute focus of everyone’s attention and that she definitely wasn’t ugly. Even a youngster like myself knew she was something special at the time.

Ah, well, maybe this was a case of some kind of mass hypnosis. Or extremely successful propaganda. Were her eyes dark blue?

 

I couldn’t really tell from where I was standing, venerable sir.

Did you see Cassandra as well?

 

I did. She had the reputation of being eccentric, but she didn’t look it, as far as I remember. In fact, I found her far more attractive than Helen, but what does a young boy know about these things?

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Michal Karski

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The Main Characters

Czajka – satirist, essayist, one-time drummer with sixties band Kreutz Sungrazer

Marielle – married to Czajka

Speedy  – legendary rock guitarist, star presenter on Radio Free Erconwald, a short-lived internet radio station based in West London

Ludo – Speedy’s son, consultant  at a London hospital

Lorna – sound technician at Radio Free Erconwald – returned to Scotland when the station folded

Dante  - diarist, one-time guitarist with Kreutz Sungrazer

Flora – married to Dante

Greg – moving spirit behind Radio Free Erconwald – lead guitarist in the early days of Kreutz Sungrazer

Izabela – married to Greg – fan of classical music

Szostak – one-time bass guitarist with Kreutz Sungrazer – directs films in Poland

Luisa and Marco – daughter and son of Dante and Flora

Gianna – Dante’s cousin, living in Bologna

Trojanowski – long-time friend of most of the above

Maxine – married to Trojanowski

Gloria – Flora’s schoolfriend

Pete – married to Gloria

Chapter One

Dante Czaprański Writes Again 

 

It’s Saturday night and I need to fire off a couple of emails. First – one to our group of friends:

from: Dante Czaprański               11 March 2023

to: lornamac60, Greg Stradelli & 11 more...

subject: Czajka

Greetings all. Hope everyone is OK. Bringing you the latest news from Chiswick. It looks like our Kreutz Sungrazer reunion gig may be in jeopardy. I’ve just heard from Marielle who writes to let everyone know that Czajka is under house arrest. In Krakow. I kid you not. Will report when I have more info. Cheers for now.

D.C.

 

No. That’s a bit alarmist. I’m sounding like a tabloid headline writer. The  band reunion isn’t planned until late summer and surely Czajka will be home free by then, if not long before. It’s probably all some huge misunderstanding. I’ll cut out the sentence about the Sungrazers.

 

from: Dante Czaprański               11 March 2023

to: lornamac60, Greg Stradelli & 11 more...

subject: Czajka

Greetings all. Hope everyone is OK. Bringing you the latest news from Chiswick. I’ve just heard from Marielle who writes to let everyone know that Czajka is under house arrest. In Krakow. I kid you not. Will report when I have more info. Cheers for now.

D.C.

 

OK. That’s the first email sent. Now I’ve got another one drafted:

from: Dante Czaprański               11 March 2023

to: Polish Embassy, London

subject: Augustyn Czajka

Your Excellency. I have received an alarming report that my very good friend, the free-lance journalist and blogger Augustyn Czajka has been detained in Kraków and has been placed under house arrest. He was in Poland for a holiday – for his step-daughter’s wedding, to be precise. May I arrange an urgent appointment with you? Apart from the fact that Mr Czajka is well-known and respected in British journalistic circles, I can personally vouch for his impeccable and law-abiding character, having known him since the 1960s.

Best regards

Dante Tadeusz Czaprański

 

‘Impeccable’ may be over-egging it a bit. I remember Czajka being something of a hot-head back in the late sixties and early seventies when a bunch of us used to go to parties in West London on a Saturday night. He regularly got into arguments and there was even one occasion, I  remember, when he got into an actual fight with someone who had called him a ‘dumb Polack’. I also vaguely remember one time when he was doing some seasonal work - (was it fruit picking? or pea-picking?) – up on the Suffolk coast during his summer holidays from college in London, and he ended up before the local beak for swiping a bottle of milk from someone’s doorstep (‘I was hungry, Your Honour’).  But that was then. Czajka is seventy-three years old now.

 

(As a matter of fact, my memory being what it is, I have a feeling that the Suffolk story may not have been about Czajka at all, but about another one of our friends, but the fight in West London I definitely remember, because I was there). 

I’ve sent the first email, and our group of friends includes Czajka himself, of course, but I haven’t sent the embassy one yet. I was going to ask Izabela to translate it into Polish because my Polish isn’t anywhere near good enough – although I’ve been working on it lately. (I’ve just learned, for instance, that the Polish equivalent of ‘skyscraper’ is drapacz chmur which translates as ‘cloud-scratcher’). But Izabela and Greg are away in Portugal right now, so I think I’ll just phone the embassy tomorrow morning. Will there be anyone there on a Sunday?

Just checked. Looks like they are not there weekends. But time is essential. If Czajka hasn’t been released yet, then he needs to be extracted pronto. Marielle said she had already been to the British consulate in Krakow, since Czajka is a Brit, like me. Actually, I don’t know if he has Polish citizenship as well. I should have asked her. Would that complicate things? I’ll have a quick check online.

The UK Government travel advice says: “Dual nationals – if you are a dual Polish-British national and are arrested or detained in Poland, you will be treated as a Polish national by the Polish authorities. You will not be recognized as a British national.” I’d better send Marielle a message and ask if he has a Polish passport. He was talking about getting one back at the time of the Brexit referendum, because, although he was born and had always lived in England, he’s seen some places in Poland on his occasional travels where he said he’d quite like to move to. The UK government website says elsewhere that house arrest would mean being electronically monitored. So is Czajka stuck in Krakow somewhere, wearing an electronic tag? Good grief.

Perhaps someone at the London embassy will have heard of him. As rock drummer ‘Chai’ Czajka he was a fairly big name in the nineties, when he was playing with the Booster Rockets. He did a tour of Europe with them in the noughties, before he hung up his sticks, and that included a couple of venues in Poland, one in Gdańsk and another in Poznań.

There’s not much more I can do tonight. It’s 2AM here so it’s 3AM in Poland.

 

~~~      

It’s Sunday and there hasn’t been anything yet from Marielle. I don’t really want to be phoning her because I’m sure she’s on the case and doing everything she can. There’s no one else who can do anything. Czajka’s parents are long gone. There are no children, no sisters or brothers – his older brother died years ago. His cousin from the States may have been at the wedding. I wonder if I can get in touch with him? I haven’t got his phone number but I’m sure there’s a contact address for him somewhere. I could send him a quick email. He might have some influence in Polish-American circles.

I’ve sent the mail. I can’t expect an immediate reply since it’s still too early in New York State. The silver lining in all of this, I suppose, or at least a sliver of a silver lining, if it did come to the worst case scenario and Czajka was held for any length of time, is that we hadn’t definitely booked a venue for the reunion gig. It was planned for sometime in late summer or maybe even early autumn, in time for the opening of the latest music club in Chiswick, but even that has hit some snags, apparently, and they haven’t even decided on a suitable name for the place. I know that Greg, who used to be our lead guitarist years ago, is very keen on the idea, and I’m happy to go along on rhythm guitar, but who would have been on bass? Feiner in Canada has got some health problems but said he’d be willing to come over if we couldn’t get Szostak, who is much nearer, of course, in Poland. Sadly Simmonds, our fourth bass guitarist, died last year. (Fourth, because I’m counting the late, great Rocco Hartleb as the first, then Feiner, then Szostak, and then Simmonds). We’re not sure about Szostak, since he tells us he’s working on a new film project and not to count on him, so we might be stuck for a bassist. Or maybe I could stand in on bass? I’ve played bass guitar a couple of times and it could work, especially if, instead of having a rhythm guitar, we managed to get Ted Masuda on keyboards. He said he’d be interested, but it needs to be definitely on. We can’t expect him to travel all the way from Down Under for nothing, and it goes without saying that we need to provide the keyboards for him at this end.

In the afternoon, there’s a phone call from Rob, Czajka’s cousin. Yes, he was at the wedding but knows nothing about the house arrest and is just as shocked as we are. He has just tried to get in touch with Marielle. He says he might get on a plane back to Poland but first he’ll see what he can do at the Polish Embassy in Washington and the consulate in New York. Have I been on to the UK Embassy in Poland since Czajka is a Brit? I tell Rob that Marielle has already contacted the UK consulate in Krakow. While I’m on the phone, a message comes through from Marielle. Yes, Gus does have Polish citizenship as well as a UK passport.

I think Marielle and Rob are the only ones who call him ‘Gus’. We have always just called him Czajka, although his old friend Trojanowski does call him ‘Gussie’ now and again, as in the PG Wodehouse character Gussie Fink-Nottle, but I don’t think Czajka is too keen on that particular variant. Rob says he will speak to Marielle about finding a good lawyer as a matter of urgency.

On the subject of citizenship and passports, I believe that both Flora and I could get EU passports, she because of her Italian father, and I because of my Polish father and Italian mother, but we haven’t got around to it. (Both sets of parents gone and much missed).

 

Marielle sends a message in the evening. Her new Polish son-in-law, Mateusz, has contacted a lawyer who is going to appeal to the district court first thing on Monday. With all these messages and phone calls, I still don’t know what Czajka has actually been charged with. It does look like between them, Rob and Marielle are getting things done. I did offer to do whatever I could from here and so far I’ve tried the Polish embassy, but what else can I do?

Rob phoned with more or less the same information which I just received from Marielle. ‘What’s he being charged with?’ I asked.

‘He hasn’t actually told me,’ said Rob. ‘He just says it’s total idiocy.’

‘So where is he being held? At his son-in-law’s place?’

‘No. Mateusz doesn’t live in Poland. The wedding was at his parents’ house in the countryside outside of Krakow, but the young couple make their home in France.’

It turns out that Czajka and Marielle were going to stay in Krakow for a while after the wedding to visit the city, so now he’s stuck in a hotel somewhere near the centre and can’t even leave the building. Rob said he managed to speak to Czajka. ‘How is he?’ I asked.

‘Furious,’ Rob replied. ‘In a word, as he put it himself, he is IN-CAN-EFFING-DESSENT!’

~~~                                                                                        

 

It’s Monday morning and the Polish Embassy is extremely helpful and courteous. Fluent English speakers answer the phone, it goes without saying. They know nothing of this particular case but will make enquiries. The name ‘Chai’ Czajka, drummer, doesn’t ring any bells with the young person I’m speaking to, and neither does that of Augustyn Czajka the journalist. Am I a family member? No, I say – I’m the rhythm guitarist and he’s the drummer and we need him back in London to rehearse for our band’s reunion gig. It’s difficult to tell if the embassy person thinks I’m joking or not. Perhaps this isn’t the right approach. Maybe if Czajka had been a heart surgeon, much in demand, then that would have made a difference and would have been more persuasive than Czajka the journalist and blogger or Czajka the retired musician.

A thought struck me while I was on the phone. Czajka as a writer has always been a polemicist, a controversialist. Back in January, he had covered the meeting of the World Economic Forum in Switzerland, on assignment for one of the up and coming alternative UK news websites, without actually going to Davos. A hugely satirical article of his appeared online, the week after the WEF conference ended. He slammed just about everyone present except for the Swiss hosts and the women democrats from Ukraine and Belarus. He immediately got flak on social media sites from extremists from both the political right and left and others with some esoteric agendas, all with their own takes on the Davos jamboree, some defending the WEF, others attacking it, very few engaging with Czajka’s essay in any kind of constructive manner. He showed us some of the comments on one social media site, scrolling on his phone, as a few of us got together for a Friday night fish-and-chip supper at a pub in Strand-on-the-Green by the Thames in Chiswick. ‘Stick to music, mate’, was the kindest of the comments. Five weeks after that, at the beginning of March, Czajka and Marielle travelled to Krakow for her daughter’s (from her first marriage) wedding. The next thing we know Czajka has been arrested. Was it anything to do with his article or his comments on his blog or social media sites? Nothing can be ruled out.

 

~~~ 

Chapter Two

A Drummer Snared 

13 March 2023

 

I was wrong about not being able to do anything from here. Marielle sent me a message saying she can’t discuss Czajka’s predicament in detail, but all she can tell me is that there is something political about the whole thing. She has asked me if I could go through his online blog and see if there might have been something libelous about the Polish government somewhere. 

 

Good grief. I’ve been avoiding his long-winded blog posts, as a matter of fact, having read one or two of them a while ago. Still, I did ask if there was anything I could do.  

 

There’s a message from Rob saying that the lawyer will appeal to get the case dismissed today.

 

Having to read Czajka’s musings is a bit of a pain, actually, because I’m in the middle of putting together a family history, with text and photos, for the future benefit of the grandchildren. Still, mine is a personal project and it can wait, I suppose, while Czajka’s case is urgent.

 

His online blog, called The Chiswick Surfer, goes back as far as 2016, when he started weighing in with his comments about the Brexit referendum. I’m tempted to say ‘spouting’ or ‘pontificating’ because Czajka is nothing if not opinionated. I guess I’ll have to wade through all of them for Marielle’s sake.

 

Apart from Marielle and Rob and Mateusz (and presumably his new wife) doing all they can, soon there will be another intervention. B.J. Szostak, our email group friend and one-time bass guitarist in Kreutz Sungrazer, who has for many years been a big name film director in Poland, is coming down to Kraków from Gdańsk and hopes to be able to use what influence he has. The trouble is, according to Marielle, that his intervention might do more harm than good. Szostak is a well-known critic of the current government, has been quite outspoken about various policies he disagrees with, and is generally not considered to be the ruling party’s favourite person. And now the reason for Czajka’s arrest has become clear. He was charged – unbelievably enough – with insulting Poland’s head of state, the president. And theoretically, the offence, if proven, carries up to three years in prison.

 

'Where was this insult?’ I send Marielle a message. They haven’t seen the evidence yet, but apparently the prosecutor’s office will be producing it today. She will send me a message after the court session if she gets a chance. So scouring his blog has taken on a new urgency. I send her a final message saying that I’m quite sure he would never have said anything disparaging about the president for two reasons: a) because Czajka is well aware of Poland’s laws and b) because the last time I spoke to him, at our fish-and-chip dinner at the pub by the river, I remember him explicitly saying that, although he’d been critical of the current ruling party in Poland and had satirized a few individuals here and there (he used to write for the English-language Poznan Today), he thought nevertheless that the president himself had been quite brave in supporting Ukraine against the Russian invasion. ‘Many Polish voters had been unimpressed with the president before,’ he said, 'and some still say he is ignoring what are euphemistically called ‘historical issues’ between Poland and Ukraine, so that putting those aside was not an easy thing to do’. 

 

Bearing that in mind, I’d be surprised to find Czajka directly insulting any politician anywhere. Personal insults are not his style. In fact, as a former student of English Lit at London University, he is very careful about the use of language in print. An example comes to mind. Once, when I showed him what I’d been writing about myself, aged nineteen, working at a seasonal job at a Wembley ice-cream factory, and described an old grey-haired Welsh cleaner as ‘wire-haired’, Czajka thought I should change that to ‘curly-haired’ because otherwise it made the old guy sound like a terrier. Now that I think of it, he was probably right. It was a lazy way to describe someone. That particular story was not exactly a collaboration with Czajka, but he did go through most of what I’d written and did help and make useful suggestions.

 

So I wonder what exactly the prosecution has in the way of evidence against him? There could be a million websites, comment sections or social media sites where Czajka has posted his thoughts, but Rob has already said that he’s ploughing through some of those. One or two others in our email group have said they’ll be doing the same. It’s a team effort. Trojanowski will be going through his Poznan Today articles and I’ll do my bit and go through his Chiswick Surfer blog.

~~~

Chapter Three

Back to the Pandemic

 

13 March 2023

 

Everything is on hold, except for family life of course, so I’m planning to spend the rest of the day catching up on Czajka’s writings. I did follow his blog up until the pandemic started in 2020, and then I started keeping a bit of a diary of my own – not online, just a private one. I’m not quite sure why. Why do people keep diaries? Was there some vague idea that it might be a record of what was going on and I could use it as a basis for another story? Or just something to pass on to the family, like my dad’s diary? I also started contributing to Lorna’s blog. She had asked me for some musical selections, recalling the playlists which I used to compile for our short-lived internet site Radio Free Erconwald back in 2019. I may have missed a few of Czajka’s Chiswick Surfer essays during that time, so I need to catch up on those. He also contributed one or two things to Lorna’s blog, and some of them get a mention in this diary. I started it just about exactly three years ago. It’s handwritten (in my terrible writing) but I’ll approximate here with a different font and colour but keep it legible:

Saturday 14 March 2020

Everyone’s self-isolating – supposedly. I’m trying to anyway. Lorna, who is now in Scotland and will probably stay up there, is saying she will start work on her blog. She has been saying this for a while, ever since Radio Free Erconwald finished broadcasting. She is trying to persuade Greg to revive the Erconwald music idea - and the station name, of course. She thinks the main reason that Greg abandoned music broadcasting was not that he hadn’t sorted out the music licensing – his company lawyer would have been on top of that – but that once Speedy Malinowski wasn’t able to do his stint as the big-name DJ at the station, Greg wasn’t sure that Erconwald would get the audience for the kind of thing we were broadcasting, which was possibly too focused on the old school Polish-British community – i.e. people who were predominantly English-speaking sons and daughters of Polish immigrants, and didn’t reflect the concerns of other Polish or Polonian communities worldwide. Greg always made a point of wanting to avoid Polish politics in the ‘old country’, as he put it. Since Greg’s only Polish connection is the person of Izabela herself, then this could well reflect her thinking. The idea was, as I remember Greg explaining at one stage, that including political discussions on the radio would likely polarize listeners, which is the last thing he wanted from an essentially commercial enterprise. (‘Poles were already politically polarized,’ was the inevitable contribution from Izabela). ‘Anyway’, said Greg, ‘people from Poland living abroad are already catered for by Polish-language radio stations, so Erconwald isn’t in competition with them’.

 

Greg didn’t abandon the station – ‘it’s kind of on ice at the moment’ as Lorna said. Theoretically, it’s ready for revival when the time is right. While Erconwald was broadcasting, Speedy’s show was definitely the station’s main attraction, but Lorna thinks that an internet station, with a potential worldwide audience, shouldn’t be limiting itself to one target demographic, in this case, Polish-based or with Polish connections. She knows that Greg has had inquiries about possible future broadcasts from people from various points on the compass. 

 

Meanwhile, she has asked me if I would be interested in providing her with music playlists – mostly jazz and funk numbers – while she writes articles and has promised to feature poetry and some other pieces by some of her friends. 'It won’t be exclusively a music blog and I won't be posting any actual music clips', she says, 'and there’s no rigid timetable. Contribute however many song ideas you like. It could be a playlist on a theme, like Bob Dylan’s ‘Theme Time Radio Hour’. Since the atmosphere is a wee bit gloomy at the moment, maybe you could come up with something cheerful.’

 

Maybe I should do a weekly playlist? Or fortnightly? I know she likes jazz and she likes the funk selections. I wouldn’t have to worry about precise track timings like I did for the radio programmes, just list however many tracks I wanted, as if compiling an album, or choosing songs for ‘Desert Island Discs’. That should work.

 

It seems Czajka will also be contributing things, since he’s not writing for ‘Poznan Today’ anymore and is just doing his personal blog. I think they found his style too abrasive and I don’t think they wanted polemics on their pages. He was getting into some critical stuff about the Polish government and they may not have wanted to antagonize people. At least that’s Czajka’s interpretation. Personally, reading his pieces, it wouldn’t have surprised me if the editor had had enough of his brand of satire.

~~~

 

So there we are. Straight away I can see that alarm bells were ringing for me about Czajka even back then. The question is: did he go too far somewhere? He may be controversial, but he’s not stupid. I’ll just go through some more of the diary and also check out his Chiswick Surfer blog.

 

This diary was written only three years ago but already it brings back what felt like an entirely different, claustrophobic world. I tried to follow the news as things were happening, looking at news sites online, particularly the UK’s  Guardian and Telegraph, to try to get a balanced view between the political left-of-centre and right-of-centre. Sometimes I skipped the news altogether. It was a fraught time, there’s no doubt, but it does seem very distant now.

~~~

Saturday 14 March 2020

Last year it was recovering from a stay in hospital which forced me to stay in and catch up on films and books and compile playlists. This year it’s Covid-19, the virus that seems to have taken the Western world completely by surprise. 

 

The health advice is to drink plenty of water. I get alarmed if I sneeze. But generally, I feel quite OK. So does Flora, who is missing our cat. As am I, to tell the truth. He was a good companion, even if he had a tendency to park himself on my computer keyboard. Amazing how attached a person can get to the little creatures. ‘He is a shining star somewhere in the universe’ is what Lorna said.

 

Here in Chiswick, the watchword is self-isolation. We have suddenly stopped socializing. No more usual dinners and get-togethers. Just a couple of weeks ago Flora and I met up with a couple of friends in one our favourite restaurants for lunch and there was no sense of this pandemic. Now everyone is staying isolated. At the end of February we even went to see an exhibition about Troy at the British Museum. Today I wouldn’t dream of taking public transport into central London.

 

A columnist at the Guardian has been referring to Defoe’s ‘Journal of the Plague Year’. The only Defoe I know is ‘Robinson Crusoe’ so I might check this out. I should have plenty of time for reading.

 

People have been panic-buying in the supermarkets. Toilet rolls have been disappearing from the shelves. There’s a message going round among our group of friends about drinking plenty of water to combat the virus. There are other messages going around for people to beware of hoax messages at this time. What kind of person would be sending around hoax messages?

 

Lorna emails me to ask if maybe I could do a playlist on the theme of isolation for her upcoming blog post. Will do, I reply.

Sunday 15 March 2020

The news is that the over-seventies will probably have to be quarantined for four months. So I may not emerge until July, in that case.

 

The South Korean foreign minister, interviewed on the BBC this morning, spoke about her government’s approach to comprehensive testing for the virus. It looks like governments like hers have plans in place. Our own government’s strategy seems haphazard by comparison.

 

Cousin Gianna in Bologna was on the phone to us today. She saw in the news that there was a huge crowd at a rock concert in Cardiff. She was amazed. ‘They wouldn’t have allowed that here. Is this your English exceptionalism?’ ’British exceptionalism,’ I had to correct her.

Monday 16 March 2020

Guardian: ‘UK crisis to last until spring 2021 and could see 7.9 million hospitalized’. ‘PM to hold daily Coronavirus briefings’. During a debate in a TV studio without an audience, Democrat hopefuls Biden and Sanders bump elbows instead of shaking hands.

6PM. 53 died from Coronavirus in the UK.

Have been out in the garden. The fence needs some repairs after the gales we had recently.

Feeling a bit rough. Coughing. Have I got it?

 

Lorna is posting frequent news items on our email loop as well as other observations on her own blog. There’s an item about what’s happening in South Korea and China. We’re all looking for some good news, I guess. She posted a link to some research on a potential vaccine being done by a Scottish scientist, which is something positive, but it won’t even be ready for testing until months from now. Other countries are racing to find a vaccine as well, of course.

 

The UK anti-EU papers are taking the opportunity to push their agendas. ‘The return of the nation-state’, says one headline. As if the nation-state ever went away.

Tuesday 17 March 2020

On the TV news this morning there was a report from one of the major London hospitals and one of the interviewees was Speedy Malinowski’s doctor son, Ludomir. He is an ear, nose and throat specialist. These people on the front line are absolute heroes, from consultants, like Speedy’s son Ludo, to catering staff and cleaners. Speedy himself is one of the people very much at risk from the virus, given he is over seventy and has a heart condition. He had been in and out of hospital ever since his heart attack back in July of last year, which put an end to our music broadcasts on Radio Free Erconwald.

 

St Patrick’s Day today. No parades anywhere. Everyone is self-isolating. I need some materials for fencepost repairs after the high winds. Do I dare to go out to the builders’ warehouse store?

 

I didn’t have to go out after all. I phoned Trojanowski and he had some ready-mixed cement at home which might do the job. He drove it round and left it outside the front door. We saluted each other from a distance. After he’d gone, I went outside to bring it round the side of the house, feeling as if I was in the middle of some kind of medieval plague scenario.

 

The Guardian reports that the chief scientific officer says that the UK may have 55,000 cases of Coronavirus already. ‘Economy on life support’ says the Daily Mail.

 

Canada has closed its borders so it looks like Marco and Stella won’t be coming to see us until this is over, which could even be next year.

 

'Populist parties’ declares Czajka in an email to the rest of us, commenting on a cartoon someone had posted, ‘imagine they have a monopoly on patriotism, and claim that any opposition is, by definition, treacherous and unpatriotic.’ Usual stuff from Czajka.

 

The UK government seems to have abandoned the ‘herd immunity’ strategy. Commentators are saying it was just one of the strategies under consideration. ‘But who would even consider such a possibility?’ writes Trojanowski. ‘An android?’

Wednesday 18 March 2020

Glastonbury cancelled. ‘What a downer, man,’ writes a commentator on Lorna’s blog. (Was that sarcasm?) Lorna will be disappointed since she always goes to the festival. Still, there’s always music at home.

 

Global cases pass 200,000, according to the Telegraph. ‘Supermarkets begin rationing amid riot fears’. At Prime Minister’s Questions, the PM is asked why NHS workers are short of essential front-line equipment. Some of it is apparently out of date.

 

All schools in Scotland and Wales to close by Friday. Even Eurovision has been cancelled.

 

'Johnson uninspiring at PMQs,’ writes Czajka. ‘Are we still waiting for Prince Hal to transform himself into Henry V?’

Thursday 19 March 2020

Australia records largest surge in a single day. Ted Masuda posts a message hoping everyone is OK over here. US President Trump is calling this a ‘Chinese virus’. 50% rise in internet use as people work from home. In the BBC news: ‘Italy death toll overtakes China’. ‘Britain can turn the tide in twelve weeks,’ says Boris Johnson, according to the Guardian. The Queen urges the country to unite. A quote from ‘Business Week’: ‘The world’s most famous AIDS researcher is finding a Coronavirus cure. Trying to compress a five-year process into one.’

~~~

Chapter Four

Yesterday is Tomorrow's Day Before Yesterday

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13 March 2023

There has been no news from Krakow. Rob is on the case from a distance and might travel to Poland, depending on the situation. He has to go to Copenhagen on business soon, so it might be possible for him to take some time out and fly over there if necessary. Meanwhile, I’ve been trying to figure out the Polish legal system. What’s the situation with Czajka? Has he or hasn’t he been formally charged? Szostak says that, according to the law, they either need to charge him within 72 hours or else release him.

‘What seems to be happening over here in the present political climate,’ adds Szostak, ‘is that if you’re writing for a pro-government publication, then you seem to be able to get away with any kind of attack on opposition figures, including posting grotesque and totally outrageous photo-shopped images of people on magazine covers which would probably land you in court in other countries, but when someone dares to publish something critical of the ruling party, then they get quite sensitive.’

So far, I haven’t found anything in Czajka’s writings which might be considered as insulting to the president. I’ve been ploughing through his blog posts. I can’t say I’m reading them in detail, but skimming through them quickly, making a note of blog titles which look as if they might be about the Polish political scene. Czajka has not been particularly prolific compared to some other bloggers, who more or less keep online diaries, posting their thoughts just about every day. He only posted the occasional short piece or longer essay now and again (and also contributed comments elsewhere, of course). Some of them, especially the political ones, are often really little more than ramblings, which, as it happens, is close to the title of a book he published back in 2020 and which I reviewed. (It was called Ramblings and Fantasies). His blog posts in the Chiswick Surfer about Polish politics I found quite hard to follow, not being all that familiar with the various personalities he mentions. Also, unlike some other interesting blogs, there are very rarely any photos or illustrations, just text, text, and more text.

We’re supposed to be taking a trip to Frome in Somerset this coming weekend, to stay with Flora’s school friend Gloria and her husband Peter for a couple of days, so it’ll be good to have a change of pace and get away from blogs and politics. It’s nice out in the country where they are. The last time we stayed with them, one summer a few years ago, I remember an evening after a great pub dinner just outside of town and when we stepped outside into the country air, the sight of the thousands of stars visible in the night sky amazed us townies. How different from London.

Going through the old diary entries is a bit strange, though. Reading about the time of the pandemic is a bit like immersing myself in the darkness of the Middle Ages but with the knowledge that I can escape into the present day anytime I want to. Or maybe like visiting Madame Tussaud’s wax museum, looking at the figures frozen in time, and then being able to escape into the daylight and the movement and life of the Marylebone Road.

Friday 20 March 2020

I’ve sent off some emails to friends and family abroad. All self-isolating. It looks like people here are taking this seriously and staying in. Normally we’d be socializing with friends on a Friday night, but it looks like we’ll have to skip all of that for the foreseeable future.

The UK government is still only advising people to stay at home and avoid going to pubs and restaurants. Still, the owner of one huge pub chain is saying people should continue going to pubs – I wonder which pubs he has in mind? Even the prime minister’s father, according to the Daily Mail, says nobody is going to stop him from going to the pub if he wants to.

4.30 PM. Did a bit of work in the garden. Dry and overcast. Cold breeze. Will do some more tomorrow. It’s eerily quiet in our road. Some builders are doing a bit of work next door but otherwise stillness everywhere.

A headline in the Telegraph reads: ‘Coronavirus latest news – 39 more people die as Boris Johnson prepares to announce London shutdown’.

 

5PM. There’s an announcement from PM Johnson about closing pubs, restaurants, etc. Chancellor Rishi Sunak is talking about a massive aid package to make sure no one loses their job. ‘Unprecedented measures for unprecedented times’. It all feels unreal.

 

Saturday 21 March 2020

People seem to be re-assessing their lives as they are being asked to stay indoors. There is an outbreak of consideration for others by some, but also extreme selfishness shown by others. The usual mixed bag of humankind. People are genuinely appreciating the health workers on the front line. Priorities are being re-examined. Perhaps some positive things will result from all of this? Perhaps people will start treating each other with more consideration? As Elvis Costello sang: ‘What’s so funny ‘bout peace, love and understanding?’

 

Did some work in the garden. To think that this time last year I was still in hospital, pretty much immobile.

Catching up on books. I’m halfway through ‘Jane Eyre’ which I’ve seen on film but never actually read.

There's an email from Czajka with a link to his latest 'Chiswick Surfer' piece about the heroic exploits of a wartime agent with the Greek Resistance named Jerzy Szajnowicz-Iwanow. Quite an interesting article, actually, and Czajka credits as a source a radio programme on Radio Free Europe. (Confusingly enough, on the RFE site he is Szajnowicz-Iwanow, but on Wikipedia he appears as Iwanow-Szajnowicz). But generally, this is the thing about Czajka - he can be fairly serious and thoughtful, as in his book and film reviews, but he can also produce totally flippant and silly things as well, which I find quite irritating. The thought did strike me, since his writings sometime seem to reflect extreme mood swings, that perhaps he might be slightly bi-polar.

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The above was written just about exactly three years ago and I haven’t really changed my mind about Czajka. I’ve known him for years, he is one of my best and oldest friends, but sometimes I do wish he would cut out some of his so-called ‘satires’, because I think he may be the only one who finds them funny. I hope I’m wrong for his sake. He sent me the link to the programme from the RFE archives later. It’s in Polish. ‘Maybe your parents knew the author when your dad worked for the Free Europe Polish section?’ he said in his email. Czajka knows that my family lived in Munich in the sixties, where RFE was based. ‘See how much of it you understand,’ he wrote. As it happens, I understood quite a bit but I’m still working on it.

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Sunday 22 March 2020

Mother’s Day. No chance of Luisa and family coming up to visit us from Hampshire. Everyone’s staying at home. In the morning I did a lot of reading – ‘Jane Eyre’ plus other books as usual. Spreading myself thin. The equivalent of listening to several different people speaking to me.

It’s supposed to be very cold tonight, so I won’t be doing any concreting of fenceposts. In the news, Kew Gardens is closed completely.

3PM. Guardian: ‘Police could enforce social distancing’. ‘Spain death toll up by almost 400 as cases rise around the globe.’ ‘Italy: PM warns of worst crisis since WW2 as deaths leap by almost 800.’ On top of all this, there was an earthquake in Zagreb, Croatia.

In the Telegraph: ‘NHS tells 1.5 million to stay at home for at least 12 weeks.’ We will be housebound until the end of June, then.

In our email group, Czajka, Szostak and Trojanowski (and sometimes others) are exchanging thoughts about the upcoming presidential elections in Poland. I’m not remotely interested in this, basically because I don’t know who is who and I don’t imagine I’ll ever live in Poland since I have no family there.

8.30 PM. Telegraph: ‘PM’s lockdown warning: tougher measures may be necessary’. ‘UK known cases: 5,683. UK known deaths: 281.’

11.30 PM. Guardian: ‘Merkel in quarantine’.

Our government seems to be dithering about what to do. Maybe we need a government of national unity. If this isn’t a national emergency, then what is?

Feeling quite tired. Will hit the sack.

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There was nothing in Czajka’s exchanges with the others about the election which could be considered insulting to the head of state – and anyway, how would anyone know what Czajka was writing in personal emails? We’re all long-time friends on here and everyone trusts everyone else. Unless an outsider could somehow read the messages he sends, as in the infamous UK phone-hacking scandal of some years ago. But why would anyone want to target his phone? Czajka is hardly an A-list celebrity.

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Chapter Five

All Our Yesterdays, All Our Todays

13 March 2023

I’m still spending my waking hours going back in time. I wonder how many people would much rather forget all about the pandemic and what happened back then?

Monday 23 March 2020

New Zealand announces lockdown. Guardian: ‘Hospitals braced for surge in Covid-19 cases.’

Telegraph: ‘PM faces full-scale cabinet mutiny if there is no lockdown.’

Greg emails us to tell us that Speedy is OK (sort of), but that his doctor son, whose own son (i.e. Speedy’s grandson) is unwell right now, has had to abandon his home and has moved to be near his hospital for fear of infecting his family. ‘People will die,’ was his blunt message to his family and friends.

Flora went out to the shops for some essentials in the afternoon. People are wearing masks – all quite disciplined, apparently.

Guardian: ‘Coronavirus – death toll passes 15,000 as total confirmed cases go above 350,000’. The death toll in Italy, according to Gianna, is still high but could be falling. Over here journalists are asking why is Britain not mass testing?’ 

While Flora was out, I managed to cut the grass. Feeling reasonably pleased with myself.

7.45 PM. Global death toll passes 15,000 as WHO warns spread of virus is accelerating. Athletes across the globe call for postponement of Tokyo 2020 Olympics. The PM to speak at 8.30.

Johnson announces restrictions. Police given enforcement powers. One form of exercise a day is permitted.

 

Tuesday 24 March 2020

Up early. Nice day out there. Will try to avoid going online until after lunch and will work in the garden.

Checking out what people are saying. There are comments about either ‘The Plague’ by Camus or Defoe’s ‘Journal of the Plague Year’. Reading books about earlier plagues seems to have become contagious. The hoax information about the virus doing the rounds also seems to be contagious. Which is true and which is false? Who would put lies out there and why? Many online commentators have taken it upon themselves to become source-checkers.

Czajka shares a headline: ‘Is there a shortage of eggs in the supermarket?’  His comment to this is: ‘Some of it must surely be on the faces of some leading Tory politicians, who are now falling over themselves to praise the NHS after years of underfunding.’ 

 

6.30 PM. More work in the garden. What about all those people living in flats and houses with nowhere to step out onto for some fresh air? I’m counting my blessings. The weather has been good. There is a leak in the shed roof. I’m fixing a hole where the rain gets in, as The Beatles sang. Some clever people have doctored the ‘Abbey Road’ cover picture so that it shows the Fab Four separated and ‘socially distancing’ as they walk on the zebra crossing.

‘UK sees biggest daily rise in deaths with a further 87,’ says the Guardian. ‘‘Confused, dangerous, flippant’ – rest of world pans PM’s handling of Coronavirus’, reports the same paper. Global confirmed cases top 400,000. A temporary hospital to open at London’s Excel centre.

9.30 PM. Telegraph: ‘Known UK cases: 8,077. Known UK deaths: 422.’ The UK government is asking for 250,000 volunteers to support the NHS. Meanwhile President Trump wants the USA to get back to work.

Just saw an article in ‘Foreign Policy’ headlined ‘This vaccine could save health care workers’ lives now.’ ‘BCG vaccine may provide protection against the Coronavirus.’ This is a vaccine, it turns out, which has long been used against TB. ‘Two studies have shown that BCG reduces respiratory infections by 70 to 80 percent.’ Feasible?

Tokyo Olympics pushed forward to 2021.

Wednesday 25 March 2020

7.30 AM. Up early. In the news, Prince Charles tests positive. 170,000 people sign up as NHS volunteers in 15 hours in the UK. There are some decent people around.

Trump would like to end social distancing by Easter. He is hoping for ‘packed churches’ on Easter Sunday.

New Zealand declares emergency ahead of lockdown.

There are over 1,000 cases of the virus in Poland, according to Szostak.

‘UK Coronavirus testing kits to be made available to millions,’ says the Guardian. Global death toll passes 20,000.

Telegraph: ‘UK death toll hits 465’.

 

Thursday 26 March 2020

3.30 PM. Lovely day. Spent most of it working outside, fixing the fence.

Guardian: ‘Death tolls rise in Scotland, Wales and Northern Ireland – police get new powers.’

Telegraph: ‘Known UK cases: 9,849. Known UK deaths: 477.’ Apparently, the government is not going to buy ventilators from the EU. Can this be true?

A negative Coronavirus test doesn’t always rule out an infection, the Washington Post reports. It seems the US has more Coronavirus cases than any other country. Here, PM Johnson and Chancellor Sunak appear on TV clapping the NHS, standing at a distance from each other in Downing Street.

The editor of the ‘Lancet’ calls the lack of government support for the NHS a scandal.

 

Friday 27 March 2020.

Another fine day. There’s supposed to be an England v Italy friendly tonight at Wembley, but I guess it will be postponed. You can’t exactly play socially-distanced football.

Prime Minister Johnson tests positive for Coronavirus.

From the Guardian: ‘The lockdown in the UK has caused a big drop in air pollution.’ The famous Abbey Road zebra crossing is being repainted during lockdown.

Did some repairs to the outside of the garden shed. What a fascinating life I lead.

There’s a pretty hard-hitting article in the New York Times: ‘Boris Johnson is not cut out for this crisis.’

It looks like Australia will be trialling the BCG vaccine on health workers. Health secretary Matt Hancock tests positive for Coronavirus.

4.30 PM. In the news – first doctor in the UK dies from Coronavirus.

After Johnson and Hancock, now the Chief Medical Officer self-isolates. Telegraph: ‘Known UK cases: 14,579. Known UK deaths: 759.’ 

5.20 PM. Guardian: ‘Rate of infection doubling every three to four days, says Gove.’

Grim news all round. All the same we end the day by raising a glass at a distance with friends, by means of a virtual get-together. Isn’t technology wonderful?

Yes, technology came to our rescue a few times, and we didn't feel quite so cut off when we spoke to our friends and family at a distance, but the rest of this is grim news indeed. It really does read like one punch in the gut after another. Would I be going through all of this if it hadn’t been for Czajka and his polemics? I can’t believe how quickly I’ve forgotten the feeling of restriction of those days. 

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Chapter Six

A Soirée at the Duchess of Sutherland’s

13 March 2023

I’ll be burning the midnight oil at the rate I’m going. I’m up to 2018 in Czajka’s online blog and I still haven’t found anything which insulted the president. His pieces satirizing the ruling party are no worse than those of other online commentators, less biting in fact, and roughly on the same level as the UK’s Private Eye magazine. ‘It’s not true that Poland has no tradition of satire,’ I remember him saying once, at one of our get-togethers when Szostak was over from Poland. ‘There were satirists back in the eighteenth century.’

‘Perhaps,’ Trojanowski observed at the time, ‘being under the communist yoke for so long made people wary about saying anything critical of whichever party happened to be in power.’

Here is one of Czajka’s pieces from his blog going all the way back to 2017. It’s hardly satirical - more whimsical, I’d say.

‘The setting,’ writes Czajka, ‘is May 15, 1848 at Stafford House in London, where Queen Victoria’s friend the Duchess of Sutherland is hosting the piano virtuoso, Frédéric Chopin, recently arrived from Paris. Anyone who is anyone in society is there. Apart from the glamorous hostess, the guests include Queen Victoria and Prince Albert, the Duke of Wellington, several lords and ladies, George Bancroft, the American Minister in Britain with his wife Elizabeth Davis Bancroft, American poet Ralph Waldo Emerson, British historian Macaulay, the famed novelists Thackeray and Dickens, socialite Mrs Harriet Grote, renowned sopranos Pauline Viardot and Jenny Lind, the piano manufacturer Broadwood, philanthropist Baroness Burdett-Coutts, philosopher and mathematician Babbage, Edinburgh solicitor Aeneas MacBean and many others. Chopin’s  friends Stanisław Koźmian and Karol Szulczewski, who have been looking after him, seem concerned about the maestro’s condition:’

Koźmian: Fryderyk looks quite exhausted already, Major.

Szulczewski: I believe it’s the quality of this London air which is making itself felt. He said this morning that he’d quite like to live in England, if it weren’t for the oppressive climate.

Koźmian: Look, our hostess is introducing him to none other than Charles Dickens. How will they communicate? Fredzio’s English is virtually non-existent.

Szulczewski: I believe Dickens is quite fluent in French. Also the sisters Mrs. Erskine and Miss Stirling would no doubt offer their services as interpreters if necessary. There they are, floating gracefully around the salon, never too far removed from Fryderyk. And I’m sure the Duchess herself will be eager to help in the event of any language difficulties.

Koźmian: Did you know that the sisters are trying to persuade Fredzio to travel up to Scotland? And Tellefsen wants him to do a series of concerts in Norway? Surely, his constitution couldn’t take these northern climates.

Szulczewski: Shall we wander over to catch some of what the maestro is saying to Mr Dickens?

Chopin: Yes, Mr Dickens. I read it in translation when I was staying on Majorca. A very jolly read. Apart from the scenes in prison, of course. It may even have shaped my view of England as the home of benevolent eccentrics who charge around the countryside in their carriages, only stopping to fortify themselves with mutton chops and brandy-and-water. Most amusing.

The Duchess: I thought Mr Pickwick himself was so marvelously drawn.

Dickens: Thank you both. It is very gratifying to have one’s work appreciated. Now, Monsieur Chopin, tell me, Sir. Given the political situation in France, and the ongoing revolutionary fervour, are you contemplating a continued sojourn in England?

Chopin: My dear Mr Dickens, I don’t concern myself with politics, other than those of my native Poland, but I find myself in the position of being an exile through circumstance, and that of an entirely economic kind. Most of the people who used to come to my concerts or recitals or whom I taught piano are now in London, so the essence of the matter is that my Parisian income more or less dried up. So here I am.

Dickens: And very welcome you are, dear Sir.

(Enter George Bancroft, the American minister, and his wife Elizabeth, with the soprano Jenny Lind, who takes Chopin by the elbow.)

Lind: Can I steal Frédéric for a moment or two? I need to consult with him about a vocal version of one of the mazurkas which I will be singing later on.

The Duchess: But of course, my dear.

(Chopin and Lind make their excuses and disappear out onto the balcony.)

The Duchess: Mr and Mrs Bancroft, may I present Mr Charles Dickens.

Bancroft: We have met before, Your Grace. Have we not, Mr Dickens? It was at breakfast with the poet Rogers.

Dickens: So it was, Mr Bancroft. Indeed. You were telling me about a translation of Dante.

 

Bancroft: A poet for the ages.

 

Dickens: On the subject of writers, my dear Sir, may I take the opportunity - if you'll allow me - to ask if you are familiar, by any chance, with something I wrote recently on an American theme. It would seem that a few of your compatriots have rather negative opinions of some of my writing.

Bancroft: I’m sorry to hear that, Mr Dickens. I’m also sorry to say that my duties leave me precious little time to keep abreast of the literary works of contemporary authors.

Mrs Bancroft: I am familiar with several of your novels, Mr Dickens, and have, for the most part, greatly enjoyed them.

Dickens: ‘For the most part’ you say, Mrs Bancroft . . .

(Here, society lady Mrs. Harriet Grote joins them.)

Mrs. Grote: I believe I can claim the credit for introducing Miss Lind to the maestro.

The Duchess: But didn’t they meet in Paris when she was studying there?

Mrs. Grote: That may be so, but I believe I introduced them formally.

The Duchess: Do you think that Chopin and Jenny Lind - ?

Mrs. Grote: Undoubtedly. If anyone can make him forget that overbearing Sand woman, it will be our very own Swedish nightingale.

Bancroft: Your Grace, you should persuade Chopin to tour America. They would love him there.

The Duchess: I will suggest it to him, Mr Bancroft.

(Mrs. Grote and the Duchess wander away together in order to circulate among the other guests.)

Dickens: Now, my dear lady, you were about to charge me with a literary misdemeanor, I imagine. Is it the length of my sentences? Is it the idiosyncratic – some have even said grotesque – names which I tend to give to some of my characters? Am I guilty, as others have said, of periphrastic circumlocution?

Mrs. Bancroft: None of the above, Mr Dickens. It’s about your ‘Martin Chuzzlewit’ and your ‘American Notes’.

Dickens: Did you find the character of Chuzzlewit unappealing, dear Lady? A trifle dull, perhaps?

Mrs. Bancroft: Wouldn’t you agree, Mr Dickens, that in the section of your novel set in the United States, you do not paint a very flattering picture of our nation? We are not all slave-owning rustics who chew and spit tobacco at the drop of a hat. As for your portrayal of the original inhabitants of our country – tell me, dear Sir, have you read the essays of Washington Irving on that subject? Or anything by James Fenimore Cooper?

Dickens: You may find this difficult to credit, Mrs. Bancroft, but I, who earn a living as a wordsmith, find myself at a loss for words. Please accept my apologies. I am sorry you find anything objectionable in the novel. You must know that I find the very idea of slavery not only unjust, but abominable and abhorrent.

Mrs. Bancroft: And many of us Americans – I would venture to say that the great majority of us Americans – think just as you do, Mr Dickens.

Bancroft: Shall we discuss something else, my dear? I spoke to Monsieur Chopin earlier. It turns out that both he and I have visited beautiful Heidelberg. Tell me, Mr Dickens, about your own European travels. I believe you visited Rome. I was there in ’26.

Dickens: Ah, Italy, dear Sir. I shall never forget the ascent of Mount Vesuvius and –

(At this point, Jenny Lind regales the assembly with a vocal adaptation of one of Chopin’s mazurkas.)

Also at this point, Czajka’s story fizzles out a bit. The final scene is Szulczewski talking to Koźmian outside in the garden, one of them making the observation that it should be ‘mazurek’ and not ‘mazurka’. Predictably enough, Czajka has them discussing Polish politics, with many names thrown in which only people familiar with Polish history would recognize. ‘I wonder,’ says Koźmian, ‘how the British or the French would feel if they suddenly found their own country partitioned by three foreign powers?’

The whole episode is on Czajka’s Chiswick Surfer blog from October 2017, which I somehow missed the first time around. Czajka did rework it later into a more conventional narrative style as a short story and included it in his book, so I remember the theme, since I read and reviewed his book.

I ought to mention that Czajka put a little note at the end of this item, saying that Jenny Lind did indeed sing Chopin’s Mazurka in A-flat, op. 24, no. 3, with the title ‘Faithful Love Will Never Die.’

Greg, who is back from Portugal, has sent me a message saying that he’d visited Speedy and they discussed the idea of him joining us when we do the band reunion. Speedy never actually played with us at any time, but he did play with Czajka at one point in the eighties, long after the Sungrazers had split up, when Czajka stood in for the drummer of The Rollovin’ Beethovens. He also played guitar on a couple of  tracks on the one and only record released in the late seventies by The Lowd Speekers which featured Czajka on drums. Speedy had gone back to session work after his own band had split up, but was persuaded to record a couple of numbers with The Lowds. He was credited as ‘Eddie Zbyn’ (his second name is Zbynek) probably for contractual reasons. That band is still going, but with none of the original members in it, which is why (I think) they’re now spelling their name slightly differently – Lowd Speakers. Or perhaps music journos just misspelled their name? Easily done, I guess. 

 

Speaking of spelling, when Kreutz Sungrazer released our one and only self-titled 1976 record, on which two musicians from Oz, Jimmy Dean Augustus and ‘Bonzo’ Sheridan, had taken over from Greg and Szostak after they left, we got some fairly decent reviews in the music papers, except one person managed to refer to us as ‘Kreutz Sungazer’. Maybe it was because, on the album cover photo, two of us were pictured wearing shades?

Although Jimmy and Bonzo never played any live gigs with us - we’d been playing on the pub-rock R&B scene – we’ll be inviting them to the reunion, but, according to Ted Masuda, Jimmy Dean is in very poor health and nobody seems to know what happened to Sheridan, or, at least, no one seems to have any reliable information about him.

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Chapter Seven

Isolation Playlist

14 March 2023

If this is the midnight oil burning, then it has just about burned out. I need to get some sleep, otherwise I’ll be useless tomorrow. Just a bit more time-travelling and then a few hours’ sleep. I hope Czajka appreciates everyone’s efforts.

His Chopin episode reminds me of a time a few years ago when we were at a party with Greg, Izabela and some others, and there was a loud-mouthed person with a thick accent which was difficult to place – possibly Eastern European with mid-Atlantic overtones – who was arguing in favour of a Federal Europe. We couldn’t tell if he was some kind of contrarian or provocateur, since this was in the days leading up to the referendum vote in 2016. People did argue with him immediately, and took umbrage at what he was saying. For myself, who could see no good reason for leaving the EU, he was the worst possible advocate for Europe. He seemed to delight in upsetting the English. ‘What was the legacy of Waterloo?’ I remember him saying. ‘You may have won, but Napoleon’s legacy is a legal code. And Wellington’s? A boot.’ We left before any arguments got out of hand. I only remembered this because Czajka mentioned the Duke of Wellington as being among the illustrious guests at the Duchess of Sutherland’s. I wonder how probable any of the Chopin/Dickens story was?

Lorna hasn’t posted anything on her blog since the pandemic and I think she’s working on an entirely new project to do with poetry. I know she wanted to publish an anthology featuring her own and her friends’ writing.

It’s back to the diary.

Saturday 28 March 2020.

It’s another nice day out there, but I want to give myself a bit of a break. Feeling a bit creaky after working outside yesterday.

In the news, confirmed cases around the world pass 600,000. The US becomes the first country to exceed 100,000 cases.

Johnson is laid up with the virus. Who is at the helm?

There’s an email from Czajka to the rest of us:

‘What did you do in The Great Isolation, Grandad?’

a) ‘I ranted at/praised the useless/the brilliant Johnson/Trump’

b) ‘I worked for the Health Service and put my life on the line’

Lorna has put up my playlist which is vaguely on the theme of ‘isolation’.

Laura Pausini – La Solitudine

Zoot Money/Thunderclap Newman – Alone Again

Kirsty MacColl – Days

Eddi Reader – The Patience of Angels

Lisa Stansfield – Someday (I’m Coming Back)

Diana Ross & the Supremes – Someday We’ll be Together

Gerry Reed, DJ Koze – It’ll All Be Over (DJ Koze remix)

Jeff Beck – Never Alone

 

In the news – Guardian: ‘One in four NHS doctors off sick or isolating’.

 

Telegraph: ‘Return to ‘normal life’ may be six months away’. ‘Known UK cases: 19,522. Known UK deaths: 1,228’.

‘Normal life’? The world is not going to be the same when this is all over. Some governments handled the pandemic better than others. Maybe the next playlist should be dedicated to the NHS and health workers in general? Three doctors have now died in the UK.

According to the Guardian, ‘the number of global cases passes 750,000 with death toll over 36,000’.

 

Tuesday 31 March 2020

Rather chilly out there. I don’t feel like doing anything outside today.

Telegraph: ‘Coronavirus latest – deaths a quarter higher than reported, data suggests – with a big spike on the way.’

There are mountain goats roaming through the empty streets of Llandudno.

Trojanowski posts a link to a news item saying that NHS foreign health workers are having their visas extended by a year. Greg comments: ‘So the official thinking seems to be: “You can thank us for another year of being able to look after us, but when your time’s up, then you can **** off home.” Nice.’

Wednesday 1 April

 

10.30 PM. Telegraph: ‘Questions without answers: government fails to explain testing and lockdown strategy’. ‘Known UK cases: 29,474, known UK deaths: 2,352. UK death surges by 563 on worst day of crisis yet.’

 

 

Thursday 2 April 2020

3.15 PM. Johnson still has symptoms and may stay in isolation. Now even one Telegraph columnist – (in the paper which can usually be counted on to support the Conservatives) – calls the government’s news conferences ‘pathetic’ and a ‘complete waste of time’.

8PM. Global death toll passes 50,000. Edinburgh Festival cancelled. ‘Drivers who make non-essential journeys could void their insurance,’ says the Telegraph.

There are scarcely believable reports that the elderly in some care homes are dying without even having been able to say goodbye to their loved ones. Heart-breaking if true.

 

Friday 3 April 2020

The new Nightingale Hospital has opened in London at the Excel Centre. Constructed at speed with 4,000 beds, it’s not exactly a hospital but rather an emergency centre.

‘Have I Got News For You’ is on tonight. What satire will they find from recent events?

Lorna has posted another piece by Czajka. I hope he doesn’t try to monopolize her blog. It’s a short article about US writer Ambrose Bierce and his mysterious disappearance in Mexico in 1913. Maybe Lorna is just happy to have material to post so she can keep her blog going. There hasn’t been much of the poetry by her friends which she had promised.

8.30 PM. Two nurses have died of the virus.

The Queen will address the nation on Sunday.

 

Last thing at night – ‘Have I Got News For You’ was broadcast with panellists contributing from home and shown on separate screens. No audience. Strange.

Saturday 4 April 2020

Guardian: ‘UK lockdown could be relaxed in weeks.’

Jeremy Corbyn’s successor to be announced at 10.45 AM. The general expectation is that it’s going to be Sir Keir Starmer.

The Telegraph says the lockdown could last until May, according to a ‘senior adviser’.

Pipers across Scotland are playing ‘Scotland the Brave’ by way of saluting NHS workers.

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Yes, it’s Keir Starmer.

There’s a discussion on Lorna’s blog in the comments section about Defoe’s ‘Journal of the Plague Year’ and someone has pointed out that his name was actually spelled De-Foe.

Telegraph: ‘Known UK cases: 41,903. Known UK deaths: 4,313.’ Just checked back and on Monday 16 March the report was 53 UK deaths.

New York Times: ‘Staggered US braces for more infections as death toll rises above 8,000.’

 

Sunday 5 April 2020

2 PM. Mexico halts production of Corona beer. A poll finds that 38% of beer drinkers in the USA wouldn’t buy a Corona ‘under any circumstances’. Can this story be true?

The Queen will be speaking later this evening. A pep talk? The papers all seem to know what she will say.

I did a bit of work in the garden. Glorious day.

~~~

 

Good speech by HM. The kind of thing she does well. Suitably unifying. All about pulling together, etc.

Johnson admitted to hospital with Coronavirus.

 

Tuesday 7 April 2020

Infection rates are reportedly declining in Europe.

Johnson ‘not on ventilator’ says a spokesman. Global deaths approach 75,000.

There’s a rare message to the rest of us from Speedy. He says his son reports that front-line health workers are struggling.

9 PM. Guardian: ‘UK will be Europe’s worst hit by Coronavirus, study predicts’. Grim article. ‘World-leading disease data analysts have predicted that the UK will become the country worst hit by the Coronavirus in Europe, accounting for more than 40% of total deaths across the continent.’ How credible is this? Is this a worst-case scenario?

 

Wednesday 8 April 2020

Weather non-descript. Dry. Not sure if I’ll do anything outside today. In the news – Guardian: ‘China’s Wuhan city reopens as Boris Johnson spends second night in intensive care.’ ‘US president accuses World Health Organisation of China bias as New York records its highest daily death toll.’

Telegraph: ‘Known UK cases: 55,242. Known UK deaths: 6,159.’

BBC ‘Newsnight’ says that ‘the world appears on the brink of the worst recession in our lifetimes.’ The programme finishes with a sequence of photos of nurses, doctors, and other key workers who have died.

According to the Washington Post, Sanders has dropped out of the race, clearing the way for Biden.

 

 

Friday 10 April 2020

Glorious weather. Worked in the garden. I wanted to see if I could go an entire day without following the news. It’s all so unbelievably grim and depressing. Eight UK doctors have died in the fight against the virus. The notable fact emerges that all of them were originally immigrants to this country.

11.45 PM. Guardian: ‘Worldwide Covid-19 death toll passes 100,000. UK death toll – 980 fatalities in hospitals in deadliest day of pandemic yet.’

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It’s a relief to get back to the here and now. But Czajka’s problems are now taking up most of my time. I’ve hardly spoken to Flora. Hopefully, this will all be over soon, although we still haven’t heard anything about the house arrest. Looking forward to our trip to Frome. And now I need to get some sleep.

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Chapter Eight

Groundhog Day Revisited

14 March 2023

Here I am again, up early, about to continue going through the diary and Czajka’s blog. Catching myself being quite uncouth, scrolling through his blog – and Lorna’s - on my phone at the breakfast table. ‘ I wasn’t going to mention that you’re behaving like a teenager with your phone’, Flora tells me, ‘but you’re behaving like a teenager. Is it because you feel a bit guilty because you never really followed all of his musings before?’ ‘Could be’, I admit. ‘I’m pretty sure that Czajka didn’t post anything controversial on Lorna’s blog, but I suppose I need to go back and check that as well.’ I did follow Lorna’s posts regularly as long as she was writing them, which was up to about the end of 2020. The blog is still there, but it has been frozen since then and nothing new has appeared.

 

There should be some news from Krakow today.

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But do I really need to go through more of my barely legible lockdown diary? If Czajka had written anything offensive, surely I’d find it either on Lorna’s blog or his own Chiswick Surfer. Unless she deleted anything of his and I made a note of it in the diary before it disappeared? That’s a possibility.

Saturday 11 April 2020

Up late. Another glorious day out there. Feeling very much like Bill Murray in ‘Groundhog Day’. Will try to do some stuff outside which needs doing.

Lorna has posted some new things on her blog and my next playlist is up there. The theme is ‘For the Health Workers’. There are a couple of Lorna’s own jazz choices which she sent me earlier. The Jazzy Jeff track is something I know that Marco likes (not that I suppose that he even reads Lorna’s blog). Greg suggested the Bitty McLean number and the Aga Zaryan song was recommended to me by Izabela.

Lady A – Need You Now

Ronnie Laws – Always There

Otis Redding – Stand By Me

The Marvelettes – I’ll Keep Holding On

Frank Zappa – Blessed Relief

Stevie Wonder – I Just Called to Say I Love You

Bisa Kdei & Patoranking – Life

Dennis Rollins – Miracle You

Aga Zaryan – Miłość

Mina – Un Baccio è Troppo Poco

DJ Jazzy Jeff & the Fresh Prince – The Things That U Do

Bitty McLean – Dedicated to the One I Love

Czajka has also posted a link to his ‘Chiswick Surfer’ blog. There’s an announcement that he ‘will be reporting about an unnamed country which is a penguinocracy with precious little tolerance for waterfowl of any other kind, despite paying beak service to equality under its laws’. This is probably going to be another one of his cryptic satires, a few of which appeared on the ‘Poznan Today’ website.

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This is the piece. It appeared on the Chiswick Surfer dated 3 May 2020. ‘Happy Constitution Day, Poland’ he writes. ‘Here’s a look at an unnamed Central European nation which tries to emulate that ancient state.’

Defender of the Constitution of Aquatic Birdland

The scene: an awards ceremony in Aquatic Birdland, at which our beloved leader of the ruling Penguin Party is presented with the Defender of the Constitution Award by the editor of the most slavishly pro-ruling party newspaper, the Penguin Megaphone. All applaud. The Penguin-in-Chief applauds himself.

Penguin-in-Chief: Thank you, thank you, thank you. I am truly touched. May I say that I accept this honour in all humility in the knowledge that it is you, my fellow Penguins, who have put me where I am today.

Penguin from a (still) independent paper: Mr Defender of the Constitution, Sir, some birds say that you are a dictator. How would you respond to that?

Penguin-in-Chief: I am not a dictator. (Get that bird out of here). Nothing could be further from the truth. I will even humbly decline the title of ‘supreme monocrat’ since I am merely a humble enabler of the will of the electorate. Think of me merely as your guide. As your mentor. Just as one of the birds in the back room. I am a Penguin’s Penguin.

Former Penguin of Hope: Why are you in the Penguin Party all trying to discredit me? Didn’t I bring you a peaceful transition from the cult of Penguinality to the - er – cult of New Penguinality? By means of a lawful vote?

Penguin-in-Chief: You were a globe-trotting self-publicist who indulged in questionable deals, unlike myself who rarely travel beyond the confines, rather borders, of Aquatic Birdland. You brought us nothing but foreign influence.

Former Penguin of Hope: The whole rotten system which had oppressed us for years crumbled because of what you call my party’s ‘questionable deals’. As for travelling, it was important to make the case for what we were doing here by visiting foreign lands and speaking to foreign birds. I can’t help being a Penguin polyglot. I put Aquatic Birdland on the map again.

Foreign Relations Penguin: What do you know about maps or foreign lands? It is an axiom of us Penguins that foreign birds are never to be trusted. You are yesterday’s Penguin. Take a back seat.

Former Penguin of Hope: Like a certain back seat Penguin we all know?

Penguin of Satire: I step forward to confess that some of my jokes were not always funny.

Penguin-in-Chief: You are forgiven. Nevertheless you will be sent for re-education. Speaking of education, summon the overseas Pelican historian.

Overseas Pelican Historian: You wish to speak to me, O Great Penguin?

Penguin-in-Chief: I sincerely hope I am not detecting sarcasm here. We understand that you have been granting interviews to the treacherous pro-Walrus press in which you appear to question our glorious enterprise. The Walrus press, you must understand, are keen to undermine all we stand for.

Overseas Pelican Historian: But I am a free agent of my own country and not a propagandist of this one, however fond of it I may be. Besides, we historians value the concept of free speech. Innit?

Penguin-in-Chief: We shall have no foreign interference, thank you very much.

Overseas Pelican Historian: Seriously, though, wouldn’t it be better if you weren’t so nasty to your neighbours?

Penguin-in-Chief: We shall be nasty to whom we choose. We are sovereign Penguins and need no friends or allies. However, my good lady wife, Mrs. Penguin-in-Chief, tells me that we are not to be nasty to cute furry animals.

Penguin of the Environment: When can I start shooting the seals, Dear Leader?

Penguin-in-Chief: Do we have a Ministry of the Environment? What is this creeping wokeism? What happened to the good old Department of Ag and Fish? I suppose we will have to implement some clean air directives from the interfering Walrus Union if we want them to continue supplying us with fish. Why can’t we be like the Sunlit Isles of Freedom who don’t have to worry about unelected Walrus bureaucrats telling them how clean their air and their beaches should be?

Penguin of the Environment: Clean air and clean beaches would make many birds lead happier and more healthy lives, Dear Leader.

Penguin-in-Chief: And then what would you all have to complain about? I need unhappy Penguins to vote for me to put things right.

Penguin of the Environment: Was that a joke, Dear Leader?

Penguin-in-Chief: A joke. Yes. Since it is a well-known fact that I have a great sense of humour, you may all find my joke utterly hilarious.

(All laugh uproariously until the Penguin-in-Chief signals for them to stop).

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I wonder if this could have been something which was rejected by the editor when Czajka  was contributing to Poznan Today?

Flora is telling me that maybe I should leave the whole Czajka business to Rob and Marielle. They are his family, after all. She could be right. So is there any point in my continuing to plough through my 2020 diary? I’m beginning to get a case of diary fatigue; it’s hard work and I really should be doing other things. We need to get a few things organized for our trip to see Pete and Gloria. Then it might be good to drive back via Hampshire to see Luisa and Jim and the grandchildren. Haven’t seen them for a while and the kids grow up so quickly. The trouble with this diary, I think, is that I’ve reached the stage where I’m not so much going through it to look for any of Czajka’s contributions or pronouncements but also to remind myself of just how grim things were back then during lockdown. A slight case of masochism, perhaps? But it did happen and there’s no getting away from it. Back to Saturday 11 April 2020:

Saturday 11 April 2020

Andrea Bocelli will be doing an Easter concert tomorrow from Milan Cathedral.

Did some work re-setting slabs which had been lifted by tree roots in front of the house. Several need to be done and I’ll pace myself and do a few at a time.

PM. I’ve discovered that I’ll have to re-set many more than I thought I’d need to. Still, the weather forecast is fine and dry for the next few days.

Boris Johnson pays tribute to the NHS: ‘I owe them my life,’ he says.

Telegraph: ‘UK total cases: 78,991. Total deaths: 9,875’.

‘This pandemic,’ writes a Telegraph columnist online, ‘has restored Britain’s faith in our political leaders.’ Below-the-line commentators immediately pile in. The general consensus about the article is that the columnist is living in a completely different reality (and that’s putting it rather politely).

 

Sunday 12 April 2020

Easter Sunday today. In the news - more nurses die.

Guardian: ‘Political parties unite to demand recall of Parliament’.

Quite a nice day outside. I might do some stuff in the garden. Or maybe not, since it’s Easter Sunday. Also the forecast is for a thunderstorm later on.

Guardian: ‘Johnson discharged from hospital as UK death toll passes 10,000’.

Watched a recording of the Andrea Bocelli transmission. Scenes of a deserted Milan and other cities. BBC news reports on a ‘sombre day’.

There’s an article by an Indian academic cautioning about putting too much faith in the anti-TB vaccine as an interim measure. Looks like September will be the earliest we get an actual anti-Coronavirus vaccine.

Monday 13 April 2020

A bit cooler today. Spent the morning re-setting the slabs. Feeling a bit creaky. Not as flexible as I used to be.

‘Wearing face masks in public will likely be the new norm’, says WHO expert. Guardian: ‘UK missed three chances to join EU scheme to bulk-buy PPE’. ‘Coronavirus death toll in Italy passes 20,000.’

Tuesday 14 April 2020

The statistics for Coronavirus deaths may not include those in care homes, it seems.

6.30 PM. Spent all day redoing the slabs. Hard work. Relaxing with a Żubrówka and tonic, the Anglo-Polish aperitif.

11 PM. Telegraph: ‘Britain faces biggest economic shock in 300 years if Coronavirus lockdown extends to summer’. ‘UK total cases: 93,873. UK total deaths: 12,107.’ ‘Britain’s deadliest week,’ continues the Telegraph. ‘Deaths 50% higher than government figures suggested.’ ‘Lack of transparency. Calls for names of scientists dictating Britain’s strategy to be made public.’

Guardian: ‘Italy sees lowest increase in infections for a month as global cases near 2 million’. ‘US death toll passes 25,000.’ ‘UK could be heading up to 40,000 deaths.’

Wednesday 15 April 2020

Glorious day. Doing stuff outside in the garden all morning.

2.15 PM. There’s an article in the Guardian headlined: ‘We scientists said lockdown, but UK politicians refused to listen.’

Telegraph: ‘England death toll rises by 651 as Hancock says families have right to say goodbye.’

 

8 PM. Almost finished with the paving slabs. Feeling totally worn-out.

Guardian: ‘Number of confirmed global cases passes 2 million.’

Thursday 16 April 2020

Slept like a log after yesterday’s efforts. Should finish with the slabs today.

In the news – Guardian: ‘Government expected to announce three week extension to lockdown.’

Telegraph: ‘Government handling of PPE is ‘shambles’, leading charity claims’.

7.15 PM. Finished re-setting the slabs. Suitably whacked.

Trojanowski notes that Poland’s lockdown came after 17 cases and 2 deaths. He says that total deaths so far in Poland to 16 April were 292. Whereas the UK lockdown came after 6,650 cases and 225 deaths. 'Total UK deaths so far to 14 April', he writes, 'are 12,868.’ If the statistics from Trojanowski are reliable – (where did he get them?) - then the contrast is staggering.

The UK government says lockdown to continue to at least 7th May.

Friday 17 April 2020

Up quite early since I had an early night. In the news – Guardian: ‘World’s biggest trials of drug to treat Covid-19 get under way in UK.’ ‘UK lockdown could last until June, Dominic Raab says.’ ‘Belarus – Medics resort to crowd-funding as president denies Coronavirus exists.’

Telegraph: ‘UK total cases: 103,093. UK total deaths: 13,729.’ Their editorial says: ‘Trump is the only leader confronting the global coronavirus failure’

Guardian: ‘NHS staff told to ‘wear aprons’ as protective gowns run out’.

 

Telegraph: ‘’Invisible’ crisis – 7,500 feared to have died in care homes’.

 

Is there any good news anywhere?

 

Saturday 18 April 2020

Rainy day. Exchanging emails, music clips, etc. with friends. Trojanowski posts a link to an article in the ‘Lancet’ about a researcher working on a vaccine in Oxford. ‘Only anti-vaxxers will be unimpressed,’ he writes.

Czajka posts a link on our email group to an article by a Telegraph columnist. The headline reads: ‘To a remarkable degree, Boris and the country are now at one.’ Greg immediately responds to Czajka's email: ‘Which country is this person talking about? Surely not this one.’ Trojanowski notices the ‘Boris’ in the headline. ‘Would anyone at the Telegraph ever have dared to have written ‘Margaret’ in a headline introducing an article about Thatcher?’ he writes.

Szostak reports that wearing masks is now compulsory in Poland.

 

Sunday 19 April 2020

Nice day out there but I had a lie-in this morning and might take it easy today.

There’s an article in the Sunday Times about PM Johnson’s absences from Cobra meetings and government delays in responding to the pandemic.

A concert will be shown tonight from musicians’ homes – including Paul McCartney, Elton John, Stevie Wonder and many others, all organized, it seems, by Lady Gaga. It’s a shortened version of an eight-hour recording which went out on Saturday night and is already available online. Will check it out.

A rebuttal of the Sunday Times article soon appears, authored by an anonymous government spokesperson, who is clearly unhappy with the story.

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It’s still a bit early for any news from Poland, but the seventy-two hours expires today, so we ought to hear something later.

 

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Chapter Nine

Diary Fatigue

14 March 2023

I really need to give myself a bit of a break from the 2020 diary. There’s a lot of information compressed in those pages and my own handwriting isn’t always easy to decipher. To think that things are so different now. Many of the people who were running things then are still around, of course, although not all that many of them are necessarily still in positions of power today.

 

I’ve almost caught up with Czajka’s Chiswick Surfer blog posts and I made a note of the titles having to do with Polish politics. They are usually in a jokey or satirical vein, and I certainly haven’t found anything which actually insulted the head of state, and neither has anyone else, so it looks as if he may be justified in feeling he has been badly treated.

Czajka didn’t get much feedback to his posts on his own website so he tended to contribute things to Lorna’s blog, since she seemed to get more traffic and comments. Here’s one of his typical contributions to her blog, dated April 2020:

The useful idiot does not necessarily expect payment from the foreign ruler whose interests he promotes. He only hopes to be spared when that ruler comes to destroy his native city. (Euripides – email to Sophocles, 410 BC)

Another of his contributions to Lorna’s site at about this time was a fairly unremarkable short essay called The Good, the Bad and the Brexit and he argued that the UK was throwing away the economic benefits of remaining in the EU, and quoted Margaret Thatcher from a speech she gave in 1988 to business leaders in London:

“It’s your job, the job of business, to gear yourselves up to take the opportunities which a single market of nearly 320 million people will offer.

Just think for a moment what a prospect that is. A single market without barriers – visible or invisible – giving you direct and unhindered access to the purchasing power of over 300 million of the world’s wealthiest and most prosperous people.

Bigger than Japan. Bigger than the United States. On your doorstep. And with the Channel Tunnel to give you direct access to it.”

There was also another item which he posted on Lorna’s blog, but this one was quite bizarre.

 

            When Lucy in the sky with diamonds

            Meets one-eyed Horatius at the bridge,

            Will they argue about the frying pan

            And the contents of the fridge?

           

This was definitely one of his more obscure efforts. I think it was supposed to be some kind of laboured conceit about divorce, specifically about the UK divorcing itself from the EU, and Czajka ended up making the point, which he had made elsewhere, repeatedly, that the leader of the UK Independence Party at the time would not have accepted a Remainer victory if the vote had gone the other way at the referendum, because he said a narrow victory for Remain, say by a ratio of 52% to 48%, would have meant ‘unfinished business’. In the event, it was the Leavers who won by exactly that margin: 52 to 48. Also, Czajka adds this: ‘I’m not necessarily being a sore loser here (I voted Remain) but perhaps in a decision as momentous as this, the whole referendum should be re-run on the basis of compulsory voting? Only 72% turned out to vote, after all. In terms of general elections, this is supposedly a good turnout. But without the opinions of those who did not vote, for whatever reason, can the decision about EU membership truly represent the views of the entire UK population?'

 

The only reactions which Czajka received to that particular post was the predictable one from a Leaver who said ‘You lost, get over it’ but also from someone posting as ‘anonymous’ who said: ‘Wow. Psychedelic poetry is alive and well, man.’

Not so long afterwards, there was another piece of so-called ‘poetry’ on Lorna’s blog, which I have a feeling was also one of Czajka’s efforts, although it was posted under the name Apollonius de Streets. I suppose I could be mistaken, but it does read like the kind of thing he might have come up with:

 

A Fragment From the Library at Alexandria

Discovered by R. d’Vaark, Professor of Jingoistics at the Hardvark Institute of Ancient Affairs

Introduction: The following is said to have been composed by Orpheus, the greatest poet who ever lived, although modern scholarship has cast doubt on this tradition. The verses were more likely the product of an anonymous scribe from the Hellenistic era writing in the Colchian tradition. The latest revolutionary theory, propounded by Prof. D.V.D. Spinner, is that the entire opus could be an elaborate counterfeit composed sometime in the twenty-first century AD.

 

            From Thessaly we sailed. From everywhere we hailed

            The greatest names of Greece, to get the Golden Fleece.

            Our ship was called the Argo, we didn’t have much cargo

            For all a hero needs is strength to do great deeds.

 

            As warriors and kings we did all kinds of things.

            We sailed to Lemnos Isle and stayed a little while.

            We did all sorts of stuff, then Herakles said ‘enough!

            Let’s get the Golden Fleece and take it back to Greece!’

 

            We went to Eastern Thrace. We went all over the place.

            The weather didn’t spare us. The Harpies didn’t scare us.

            We beat the Giant Talos and Jason didn’t fail us.

            We got the Golden Fleece and took it back to Greece.

 

            We wore our swords and sandals. We fought all kinds of vandals.

            We sailed past clashing boulders and now we’re so much older.

            Though most of us survived, not all are still alive.

 

            We’re planning a reunion but we couldn’t find a rhyme

            Which only goes to demonstrate the ravages of time.

 

 

I discovered later that 'Apollonius de Streets' was a reference to Apollonius of Rhodes, author of The Argonautica. The only story of the Argonauts which I'm familiar with is the great sixties film starring Todd Armstrong with special effects by Ray Harryhausen, which is on TV in the UK quite frequently. De Streets does sound like Czajka's idea of a joke, because he likes his puns. 

 

So it's back to three years ago, although I don’t know if I’ve got too much more patience to scour the diary for any references to anything untoward which Czajka might have written. Naturally, if we knew what exactly he’d said and where he said it, then all of this searching would be redundant.

 

Monday 20 April 2020

There are ‘Land of the Free’ protesters in the USA. The New York Times describes them as people who are protesting for the freedom to catch the Coronavirus.

Prince Philip makes a rare public statement praising key workers.

Telegraph: ‘Exclusive – millions of pieces of PPE being shipped from the UK to Europe despite NHS shortages. Companies say offers of help are being ignored by the UK government.’ ‘UK total cases: 124,743. UK total deaths: 16,509.’

         

Tuesday 21 April 2020

Guardian: ‘Trump signals immigration ban as Italy will announce plan for easing lockdown.’ ‘Boris Johnson is the wrong man, in the wrong job at the wrong time,’ writes an opinion columnist.

The Munich Oktoberfest has been cancelled.

7.30 PM. ‘A Coronavirus vaccine will be tested on humans in the UK from Thursday,’ according to The Independent. A team at Oxford University is hoping to have it available for use by the autumn.

Reuters: ‘UK minister denies taking political decision not to join EU procurement scheme.’

Friday 24 April 2020

There’s an editorial in the Guardian: ‘People are dying. It is time to give up on the fantasies of British exceptionalism.’

In the news, US President Trump has apparently been musing on the possibility of somehow injecting disinfectant to get rid of the virus. There is the predictable shocked reaction. Telegraph: ‘Medics react with horror as President claims injecting disinfectant can treat virus.’ A statement from Dettol has even appeared with a warning.

Telegraph: ‘Analysis: Donald Trump’s scientific illiteracy, rapidly moving from risible to lethal’. (Just a week ago, the very same Telegraph was saying that Trump was ‘the only leader confronting the global coronavirus failure’).

 

‘UK total cases: 143,464, UK total deaths: 19,506’.

 

Saturday 25 April 2020

There are loads of memes and jokes and video clips going round on the theme of injecting disinfectant.

WHO says there is no evidence that recovery prevents a second infection.

Telegraph: ‘UK death toll hits 20,000 as 781 more fatalities announced.’

The Independent: ‘The US president backtracked on a suggestion he made on Thursday about possibly injecting disinfectant to get rid of the coronavirus, saying he was ‘being sarcastic’.’

Thursday 30 April 2020

Non-descript weather. Spent the morning reading.

2 PM. Guardian: ‘Scientists warn against reopening schools, as children could be as infectious as adults.’

The Washington Post reports that Trump is considering demanding billions in compensation from China for the outbreak of the virus.

Telegraph: ‘Past the peak’ ‘PM to outline ‘comprehensive’ lockdown exit plan for economy, schools and travel next week’. ‘100,000 tests a day will be missed, minister admits’. ‘UK total cases: 171,253, UK total deaths: 26,711’.

 

Just had a look back to get a sense of what has happened here in the UK. Back in March, on Monday the 16th, the Telegraph reported 35 deaths from the virus. The lockdown didn’t actually take place until March 23. Now the same source is reporting over 26,000 deaths. Greg posts a copy of a comment written by Ludo elsewhere: ‘How can anyone from this government seriously claim that they did the right thing at the right time? What happened in Italy was a warning, but over here they still dithered.’

A commentator on Lorna’s blog writes that women leaders generally seem to have handled the pandemic response more effectively than their male counterparts. I’m not sure if that’s true, but New Zealand’s PM Ardern is certainly someone who confronted the pandemic seriously and promptly from the very start.

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There are starting to be odd gaps in the diary entries now and again, I notice. I can’t quite remember why. Maybe I had diary fatigue even then? Or maybe there were days when I didn’t feel all that well? I remember feeling a bit rough now and again, but what I do remember for sure is that I was lucky and never got hit by the actual coronavirus.

Looking at what was happening then, from the perspective of three years later and with the benefit of hindsight, I don’t think that attitudes have really changed. There are those who argue that since we didn’t have a vaccine, we should have locked down much sooner before infections spiralled out of control and helped out the health services by controlling the spread that way. Others argued, and still do, that we shouldn’t have locked down at all and should have let the virus rip through the population until everyone developed herd immunity. A third group was ideologically opposed to any vaccines and remain so. Will all become clear after an inquiry? What is already clear is that there were UK politicians who were telling the country to follow lockdown rules but who thought that those same rules didn’t apply to them.

Meanwhile, it’s Tuesday evening and there’s still no news about Czajka. Szostak sent an email this morning to tell us that he’s a filmmaker and not a lawyer, but in his opinion the whole arrest scenario was not only irregular, but could even have been quite illegal. The plot may be thickening. I sincerely hope not.

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Chapter Ten

Waiting for Czajka

14 March 2023.

It’s 9 PM. We were expecting some news from Krakow today, but there’s still nothing.

Meanwhile, there’s an email from Trojanowski to the rest of us in which he writes that he’s been through all the Poznan Today articles by Czajka and has found absolutely nothing which could be construed as libellous. He posts links to some of Czajka’s pieces, including a couple of Czajka’s film reviews, one on Hurricane (2018), about the Polish pilots in the Battle of Britain, and another one which concentrates on the historical background to Wajda’s film Wesele (1973).

‘Strange that we haven’t heard anything from Marielle,’ writes Trojanowski. ‘I thought the seventy-two hours expired today. Is no news good news?’ Szostak hasn’t sent any messages to any of us either. Maybe he has gone back to Gdańsk? Surely not.

One of the Poznan Today satires by Czajka which Trojanowski sent the link to is a short piece which I hadn’t seen before. This is allegedly written by a Poznovakian musicologist, a certain Truffatore Banialuki, whose claim is that he may have discovered a hitherto unknown Mozart opera, 'written in the fashionable finte notizie (pretend news) style, although there is no signature on the manuscript'. The action of the opera, according to Banialuki, takes place in the tiny Kingdom of Poznovakia and the characters include King Figaro, Queen Zaide, the royal advisor Duke Populistos, who orders snow from the polar ice cap to be imported to create a genuine Poznovakian atmosphere for the state visit by the King of Frankofortia. While King Figaro practices his speech for the welcoming ceremony, Duke Populistos sings the aria Che Soave Zeffiretto (‘we taught them to use forks’).

The entire short piece rather looks like a bit of an excuse to invent some arias, such as: Un bel dì vedremo (‘one fine day we won’t have to rely on bussing in crowds of cheering, flag-waving government supporters to welcome foreign heads of state’). The whole scenario ends as the expectant inhabitants of the capital see the visitor arriving by balloon and all sing Dies Bildnis ist Bezaubernd Schön (‘this balloon is so cool’). The King lands and sings Là Ci Darem La Mano (‘Greetings, Poznovakia. I bring you EU directives’). It’s all typical Czajka stuff, but nothing remotely insulting to any individuals, as far as I can make out. I wonder how much of an opera fan Czajka the rock drummer actually is? I know he and Marielle do go to classical concerts now and again.

Ted Masuda has also been in touch from Oz. He’s been onto the Polish consulate in Melbourne about Czajka’s predicament. He’s also quite keen on the idea of the Kreutz Sungrazer reunion and wants to know when we will have definite dates. He wants to visit family in the UK. Greg hasn’t said anything about the Chiswick venue but he wants to get a practice session organised, with or without Czajka. He has quite a decent music studio at home with guitars, keyboards and a drum set. But the only Sungrazers available for any rehearsals at the moment would be Greg himself and me – two guitarists. What’s a rock/blues band without a rhythm section?

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There are more and more gaps in the 2020 diary. 

Monday 4 May 2020

Star Wars Day today (‘May the Fourth be with you’). Quite a nice morning.

In the news: There is talk of life after lockdown, and some media commentators are pushing for an end.

In the Telegraph, a columnist writes: ‘Boris Johnson must end the absurd, dystopian and tyrannical lockdown’.

Greg emails us with a copy of a comment by someone who suggests, in effect, that ‘we Brits, with our tradition of independence, are right to challenge such draconian measures, whereas the continentals are used to unquestioningly following orders’. This is insulting and untrue. In Italy, for instance, there was a collective decision that locking down was the sensible thing to do.

Lorna has also posted a link to a social media comment by Ludo, Speedy’s son. He pulls no punches whatsoever. He accuses the government of a ‘massive failure to secure enough protective equipment for NHS staff. Colleagues are dying for lack of proper PPE,’ he writes. Powerful stuff.

I haven’t been feeling all that brilliant lately. Still, I managed to do some pottering around in the garden. Eerily quiet. No traffic or airplane noise.

Guardian: ‘Track and tracing app test on Isle of Wight.’ ‘Death toll reaches 28,734.’ ‘Italy begins cautious exit from lockdown.’

It looks like Greece now has the lowest death rate in Europe. I believe they locked down early.

2.15 PM. Guardian: ‘UK Coronavirus death toll rises above 32,000 to highest in Europe.’ ‘Too early to reopen schools in Scotland, says Scottish government.’

Wednesday 6 May 2020

In a virtually empty House of Commons at Prime Minister’s Questions, the new opposition leader asks about the Coronavirus death toll: ‘How on earth did it come to this?’

On Lorna’s blog, Czajka writes: ‘Coming soon – the story of Citizen X. Watch this space.’ I have to admit that Lorna does seem to indulge him. I think it’s really for Marielle’s sake, because they are longtime friends.

I’m surfing the internet for views of the UK from abroad. The Sydney Morning Herald writes: ‘Biggest failure in a generation: where did Britain go wrong? Unlike Italy, the United Kingdom had time to prepare for the Coronavirus tsunami. But as the death toll climbs, critics say Britain’s response has suffered from a series of deadly mistakes and miscalculations.’ All quite shocking and here we are, living in the middle of it.

Thursday 7 May 2020

Notting Hill Carnival cancelled for the first time in its history.

On Czajka’s ‘Chiswick Surfer’, someone seems to be assuming that the ‘penguinocracy’ piece is a satire about today’s Hungary. I assumed Czajka meant Poland. Or maybe it’s an all-purpose satire about populist governments? Actually, the commentator signs himself Gniewomir Z. Aardvark. Anonymous, clearly, but I wonder if he is the real McCoy? In other words, I wonder if he is a real commentator or if it’s Czajka himself using a ridiculous pseudonym like he used to do at ‘Poznan Today’? (He admitted it to me once). In that case, it would be Czajka arguing with himself. A bit pathetic, really. I know he enjoys an argument but this could turn out to be Czajka at his most boring.

 

Friday 8 May 2020

VE Day today. It’s the topic of many discussions. Brits are reminding themselves that they were on the right side of history and remember the shared Allied effort to defeat an evil and murderous ideology. Although there is also the predictable bit of relatively harmless jingoism here and there, incredibly enough, there are one or two columnists in the pro-Brexit papers who have managed to make it a ‘victory over Europe’ in pursuit of their anti-EU agenda.

A correspondent to Lorna’s blog has posted a short tribute to the Polish Allies and specifically General Maczek, who did not return to communist Poland after the war but spent the rest of his long life in Scotland. This is not a contribution by Czajka, but judging by the name, a native of Scotland. I expect that Czajka will comment, though.

I haven’t been doing much today, but sitting in the garden and reading. I’m fully aware, as Flora has reminded me once or twice, that we are lucky to have this green space, unlike so many other people.

 

Czajka has written in to Lorna’s blog, as I thought he would. I think he has become much more Polish as he’s grown older. I don’t remember him being very much interested in Polish history or Polish subjects in general back in the days when he was our drummer with Kreutz Sungrazer or even later in the eighties. I think it all started when he visited his family in Poznan and Warsaw after the collapse of communism.

Still, his contribution here isn’t too political. He liked the Scottish person’s tribute to Maczek, and also mentions the contributions of Generals Anders, Sosabowski and a few others. So far, so good. But then he posts a link to an article and – the article is in Polish. Czajka, for crying out loud! How many people are going to read this?

Ah. There’s a translate function.

Stayed up late. We’ve just done a remote quiz via technological wizardry. Virtual companionship. Lots of fun.

In the news – Telegraph: ‘Queen’s VE Day anniversary message to Britain: ‘Never give up, never despair’.’ She tends to say the right thing at the right time. A diplomat.

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Back to 2023 and the present day. Yes, whatever anyone may think of the monarchy as an institution, most people would probably agree that the late Queen Elizabeth was an accomplished diplomat. I had been going through my parents’ photograph collection recently, in the course of compiling the family album, and when she died last year, I remembered there were some pictures of her visiting Munich on her tour of Germany in 1965. Our family was living in the city at the time, because my parents both worked at the American-backed Radio Free Europe which had its HQ and studios there. The photos, taken from the balcony of our apartment on the second floor, show the Queen standing in an open limousine waving to cheering well-wishers who line the pavements as her motorcade drives towards the city centre. Perhaps, now that I think of it, the Queen was riding on the crest of a pro-British wave at the time, following the success of the Beatles on the continent, including, of course, Germany, possibly because people were aware of the band’s Hamburg days.

 

I shared the photos with some friends from the American Forces School where I used to go while we were in Munich and who I still keep in touch with. As one of them pointed out, this was less than eighteen months after the Kennedy assassination. It must have taken some courage for a head of state to stand in an open car in those days.

About the reference on Lorna’s blog to Czajka’s ‘Citizen X’ story  - I’d completely forgotten about it. In fact, by the time it appeared Czajka had given it another title and I’ve more or less forgotten what it was about. I think it was vaguely political. I wonder if Lorna kept it on her blog? I suppose I’ll have to re-read it, unless we get some news from Krakow in the meantime. For now there’s still nothing. Is no news good news, as Trojanowski wrote?

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Midnight. Still no news from Krakow. Back to the past:

Saturday 9 May 2020

Nice day. May do some stuff outside. Or maybe not.

Telegraph: ‘UK total cases: 211,364. Total deaths: 31,241.’ The numbers are still rising. One of the paper’s commentators writes: ‘Like any war, Covid-19 is a dream for socialists. Boris can lead us to safety.’

It’s curious how different people come out with different comparisons and analogies. Johnson himself compared the virus to a ‘mugger’ after he’d come out of hospital.

In the Guardian the title of an opinion piece in the paper reads: ‘Britain is led by a Churchill tribute act.’ Elsewhere there’s a headline: ‘Trump says Covid-19 will go away without vaccine.’

Monday 11 May 2020

Lorna has put up a contribution by Czajka on her blog. It’s an item about Alojzy Dreja, a Polish airman, author of a book about Polish flyers, whose son, Chris Dreja, was a founder member of The Yardbirds, quite possibly the most influential British band of the sixties. This is much better from Czajka (in my opinion). No biting satire about politics. Actually, I’m starting to sound quite judgemental in these jottings. 

One thing which has been a talking point recently, because there are no studio discussions on TV, is that whenever a contributor appears on the news or elsewhere, broadcasting from their home, then the fashion seems to have taken hold that people are featured in front of a background of books on bookshelves. So politicians and others have been judged by the contents of their bookcases, providing the titles on the spines are legible, of course. And the contents of their bookcases, to borrow from the famous Martin Luther King quotation, can be quite revealing about the content of their characters.

11.30 AM. Telegraph: ‘Back to work? Confusion over Prime Minister’s speech’. Guardian: ‘Starmer says Johnson’s strategy ‘unravelling’ due to lack of clarity’.

 

I missed the PM’s (pre-recorded) address to the nation but caught up with it this morning. Found it difficult to follow. He sounded much more serious than he has been but the content of what he is saying is garbled. What I’m getting from it is that he is essentially saying that it could have been worse.

‘And it is thanks to your effort and sacrifice in stopping the spread of this disease,’ he says at one point, ‘that the death rate is coming down and hospital admissions are coming down.’

I don’t know about hospital admissions, but, according to the statistics which the Telegraph has been publishing, the death rate is not coming down. It’s actually rising. Right now, according to the Telegraph, ‘UK total deaths are 31,855’. Yesterday the number was 31,241. An increase of 614 people in one day.

So the government can contemplate certain measures to limit the lockdown, allowing people back to work – (but not to visit relatives?) – and to socialize outside, providing social distancing is observed. It’s all confusing.

The First Minister of Scotland, Nicola Sturgeon, is going to continue with the ‘stay at home’ message.

The Johnson parodies are out there already. ‘Stay at home, but go to work,’ a commentator puts it in a nutshell. There is also a new government message: ‘stay alert’. Stay alert for what? But seriously, people are asking questions. ‘We are allowed to go to work’, emails Lorna, ‘associate with colleagues, and yet we can’t go to visit our families? I need the logic explained’.

I’m still reading ‘Jane Eyre’, after a bit of a break. Jane, employed as a teacher in a village school, says: “I must not forget these coarsely-clad little peasants are of flesh and blood as good as the scions of gentlest genealogy.” Quite right, Jane. I wonder what Charlotte Brontë would have made of the attitudes of some of today’s scions of gentlest genealogy to the coarsely-clad peasants? To those in the section of society with the lowest incomes, who actually keep the country running, as has become quite clear during this pandemic.

Someone has put a link on Lorna’s page to an article about Polish wartime spy Krystyna Skarbek aka Christine Granville, who was apparently the model for Ian Fleming’s character Vesper Lynd in one of the Bond books. This blog seems to be attracting Polish commentators. Because of Czajka’s pieces, I suppose.

When will we see Marco and Stella? How soon will air travel be possible? Will this whole thing stop people from flying? Maybe they will prefer to cross the Atlantic by boat like environmental campaigner Greta Thunberg?

Friday 15 May 2020

Phil May of The Pretty Things has died. He was one of the people talking about Eel Pie Island in a documentary I watched a little while ago. Saw them back in the sixties in a club in Munich.

Monday 18 May 2020

Greg emails us with another comment by Ludo, in which he refers to the fact that Black and Asian ethnic minority people seem to be disproportionately affected by the virus for some reason which has yet to be explained. ‘Are they biologically more vulnerable?’ he asks. ‘As key hospital workers, they are obviously more at risk, but as key workers dealing with public services in general, are they also most exposed to any infection? Is economic status a factor whatever the ethnicity? People from less privileged backgrounds are more likely to live in crowded conditions, which, in turn, makes them more exposed to any virus.’

Ludo’s mother, Speedy’s first wife, is from an African-American background. Speedy met her when she was working as a backing vocalist at the same time as he was doing session work back in the late sixties. Czajka seems to be the only one in our group who communicates regularly with Speedy, and says he is concerned about his doctor son.

Last thing at night, Greg shares a link to a site called ‘Oslo World’, saying: ‘Here’s something for anyone who is missing music festivals.’ There are entire tracks and snippets of tracks by bands from various places around the world which usually host music festivals. Hours of interesting music. Great.

 

Friday 22 May 2020

11.30 PM. People are demanding the resignation of a Downing Street adviser who is accused of breaking lockdown rules by driving from London up to Durham.

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It’s 2 AM. Was I asleep in my chair? I was thinking about the Covid statistics copied into the diary from newspapers at the time. Where did they get them?

I notice there is an email in my inbox. It’s from Szostak to all of us. Just a ‘thumbs up’ icon.

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Chapter Eleven

Talking in Open Spaces

15 March 2023

No emails or messages from Krakow this morning, but it must be good news, I guess, judging by the ‘thumbs up’ from Szostak last thing at night.

Maybe I should finish going through this diary. Flora thinks I’m getting obsessive.

Saturday 23 May 2020

Quite windy out there today. The news in the UK is dominated by the Downing Street adviser’s road trip to Durham.

Monday 25 May 2020

Another lovely day. Up very early. Midday there’s a text message from Czajka. He tells me he’s feeling ‘crap’ and needs to talk. Can we meet up later somewhere in an open space? We arrange to meet up on Turnham Green. Exercise is allowed, so we could walk and talk at a distance, I guess, although, by some accounts, people have begun to disregard lockdown rules. Not too surprising, given what’s in the news, and also because there are reports that some politicians have been getting together for barbecues. Can Czajka tell me whatever he wants to tell me if we’re two metres apart? We’ll see.

Meanwhile, in the news – the Downing Street adviser at the centre of the road trip furore holds a press conference in the garden of Number 10. Commentators are saying that it is quite unprecedented for a government adviser to have his own press briefing. The explanations for his apparent breach of lockdown rules don’t convince everyone. The Guardian, the Telegraph and other newspapers are saying he must go.

6PM. What Czajka did tell me, as we met on the green, was that he had a bit of a row with Marielle who thinks he is totally obsessed with politics, does virtually nothing useful around the house, seems to have lost all interest in cooking up meals for them both like he used to, while he ‘tries to change the world online’, as she put it. ‘You could do something real, like the brilliant Captain Tom, for instance, and raise money for charity. Instead you post comments all over the place.’ He said he needed to get out for a while and clear his head. What can I say? He does go overboard with his commenting sometimes. I suggested he should cool it a bit, certainly on Lorna’s blog, because she doesn’t deserve to attract trolls who like arguments, and that has already happened once, with someone responding to some controversial comment of his. As for Marielle’s accusations, who knows? I always thought they had a pretty good relationship. I know he used to enjoy cooking at one time and used to entertain us and his other friends with his recipes. Has he become obsessed with politics like she says?

 

I think ‘Poznan Today’ were actually relieved when he stopped contributing his satirical pieces to them because, according to Szostak who lives in Poland, satire over there does not seem to be so easily digested by the people in power as it is in the UK, and ‘Poznan Today’ could have been genuinely worried that Czajka and his satires would land them in hot water. But now that he’s writing for his own blog, he says, how many people read what he posts there, compared to his days at ‘Poznan Today’? He likes contributing to Lorna’s blog because she has quite a few readers and followers and he can ‘bounce ideas off others’, as he phrased it. ‘But don’t keep writing about Polish subjects,’ I told him. ‘How many Polish readers has she got?’

‘True,’ he said. ‘I’m aware of that, so I’ll be contributing a sort of universal Kafkaesque series to her blog soon. I’m calling it ‘Citizen X’, and it won’t be at all exclusively Polish. If there’s a theme, and I haven’t finished it yet, it’s all about how we are all routinely being spied on by unseen forces.’

‘Oh, man,’ I said. ‘You’re not serious, are you? Are you talking conspiracy theories here? Don’t embarrass Lorna. You’ll only invite comments from whackos.’

 

‘Don’t worry,’ Czajka said. ‘There’s no question of embarrassing Lorna. I’m making it totally fictitious, like a complete fantasy. But anyone who is clued up about the current state of affairs will know what I’m talking about.’

‘Good luck with that,’ I said, and so we left it.

Tuesday 26 May 2020

A radio talk show commentator who can usually be relied on to support this government is furious. ‘Why do they get to break their own rules?’ she demanded on air. ‘I couldn’t visit my mother and she’s only ten miles away from me. Why is it alright for them to be able to visit their families when nobody else is allowed to?’ Well, yes. How many people up and down the country are feeling the same? When was the last time we went down to Hampshire to see Luisa and Jim and the kids?

‘The skids are under this government,’ writes Greg. ‘As Formula 1’s Murray Walker once said: “There is nothing wrong with the car except it’s on fire”.’

 

 

Thursday 28 May 2020

Beautiful weather. Spent the day doing various jobs outside. Trying to avoid the news as far as possible.

7.30 PM. A look at what’s been going on. Guardian: ‘Groups of up to six people allowed to meet in England from Monday.’ ‘Johnson’s top adviser potentially broke lockdown rules, say Durham police.’ ‘Press conference – Johnson blocks top scientists from talking about Coronavirus.’

 

Telegraph: ‘New lockdown rules – can I now see my family and friends?’ ‘PM – we will now allow people to meet in gardens and other private spaces’. ‘Two-metre social distancing rule remains.’

Saturday 30 May 2020

Guardian: ‘George Floyd protests: man killed in Detroit as demonstrations rage across US.’ 

New York Times: ‘Cities brace for more unrest as Trump urges them to ‘get tougher’’. Analysis – ‘In days of discord, a president fans the flames’.

 

Washington Post: ‘Trump offers military forces to help quell Minneapolis unrest’.

Events in the States have driven the Downing Street adviser episode into second place on the news agenda.

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Looking at all of this from the vantage point of three years down the line, the episode about the adviser’s jaunt to Durham pales into insignificance compared to the later revelations and allegations about what went on inside Downing Street itself in the same year.

I've just checked and Lorna has kept Czajka's strange story on her blog.

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Chapter Twelve

Out on the Streets Again

15 March 2023

Szostak writes to say ‘All OK. Details forthcoming soon.’

So the pressure is off. But I might still take the 2020 diary with me when we go to Pete and Gloria’s. ‘I’ll need something to read last thing at night,’ I explain to Flora.

‘I’m making no comment,’ she replies.

The plan now is to stay in Frome for a week, then come back via Hampshire and be with Luisa and Jim and the kids for the following weekend.

There’s a call from Luisa at lunchtime. They are all looking forward to seeing us. It’s just not the same seeing each other via mobile. And who would ever have supposed, back in the pre-mobile phone era, that it would have been possible to witness your grandchildren growing up from a distance?

As for this diary, maybe once I’ve been through it, I ought to throw it away. Shred it to bits. Who in my family will ever want to read it? The kids will learn about the pandemic in their history books.

Meanwhile, just a few more pages:

Monday 1 June 2020

On Lorna’s blog, Czajka has posted a short piece about drums and drumming. (Is he trying to stay away from politics, following his row with Marielle?) He hasn’t played drums for a while, he says, but has invested in an electronic kit and is practising throughout the lockdown – under headphones. There’s a link to an article from Radio New Zealand about Ringo Starr; an appreciation of the Beatles’ drummer. ‘Underrate him at your peril,’ writes Czajka. And there’s this: ‘Music and politics don’t always mix,’ he continues. ‘When Beatles legend (Sir) Ringo Starr decided to voice his opinion on the subject of Brexit, he came in for some completely undeserved flak, with the odd commentator even questioning his drumming skills. Whatever anyone thinks about his politics, should his musicianship be part of the argument? Of course not.’

Quite right, Czajka. Agree 100%.

 

Tuesday 2 June 2020

 

The music industry has designated today ‘Blackout Tuesday’ in solidarity with anti-racism protests. Lorna has emailed me. ‘This could be asking a lot,’ she writes, ‘but do you think you could put together a playlist reflecting what’s happening right now? I don’t care if people are black, white or purple. If they’re being oppressed, it can never be right. Marvin Gaye’s ‘What’s Going On’ sprang to mind immediately. Another one I thought of was ‘Revolution’ by The Beatles, but even though the lyrics are perfect, if anyone reads just the title in a playlist, it could be seen as a call to arms’.

I think I know what she’s getting at. I thought of ‘Uprising’ by Muse and ‘Beds Are Burning’ by Midnight Oil, but I might go for some others. It’s not so much the songs themselves, but the titles, as Lorna says. She is probably more political than I am, but I wouldn’t want her blog to be accused of being inflammatory. I get the impression that she feels completely powerless but wants to do something, anything.

Wednesday 3 June 2020

Much cooler today. Looks like the mini-heatwave is over. We might even get some rain. The garden could do with it.

10.15 PM. Guardian: ‘Boris Johnson – PM declares himself ‘very proud’ of coronavirus response’.

 

Statistics on BBC’s Newsnight show that the daily death rate for the UK – pop. 66 million – is more than the daily total deaths from all 27 EU nations – with a combined population of 450 million. Staggering.

Saturday 6 June 2020

Face masks will be compulsory on public transport from 15 June.

D-Day today. Commemorations muted for obvious reasons.

There’s a post from Czajka on Lorna’s blog: ‘Book of collected writings coming up! Watch this space!’ So what’s he doing now? What happened to his ‘Citizen X’ story?

5.30 PM. Thunder. There are demonstrations in London.

11.45 PM. Guardian: ‘Latest George Floyd protests draw hundreds of thousands across US.’ ‘UK protests – thousands attend George Floyd rallies, defying calls to avoid mass gatherings.’

Sunday 7 June 2020

Demos during the day. A statue of Edward Colston, Bristol philanthropist but also slave trader, gets toppled and then thrown into the drink at the harbour.  

 

First social outing. Not at all happy about it. Birthday present to a friend, so round the side of the house, along an alleyway straight through to the garden. Social distancing. Didn’t touch anything. Four people, including the two of us. I felt very awkward, as if I was being paranoid.

Trojanowski posted a brief item via our email group. ‘Thirst among the ancients’, he writes, ‘here’s what the Egyptians drank.’ He posts a link to an article he has just found called ‘Drink Like an Egyptian’ from the Institute of Archaeology at Tel Aviv University. All about how beer was the staple drink of the Egyptians. Interesting. Lightens things up a bit.

I’ve had a look at Czajka’s ‘Chiswick Surfer’ website. An entirely new layout. A work in progress, it appears. But it does also look a bit as if he’s trying to shoe-horn old material into this, like the sketch about a fancy dress party on Oahu which we included in my memoir about Speedy Malinowski and Radio Free Erconwald. The entire Hawaiian section was mainly Czajka’s work, and he collaborated with me on the rest of the material inasmuch as he checked through the places where I had written about Polish history. As a matter of fact, I thought at the time that the fictionalized story of Felix Hetman, the Hawaiian tycoon, could be met with objections from his Hawaiian family, since we used Felix’s real name, even though it glamourizes him. (His English relations, his nephew Rocco Hartleb and Rocco’s parents, are long gone). The full family name, according to some research which his son’s wife had been carrying out, was actually Hartleb-Hetman. Rocco’s grandfather, whom I had fictionalized as the painter Stanislaw Hetman, was indeed a painter, but his actual name was Chwalisław Millar Hartleb-Hetman, and he had made a name for himself before the war as C.M. Hartleb-Hetman. His son Felicjan, although he dropped the ‘Hartleb’, and was known as Felix Hetman, still tended to sign himself as ‘F.H. Hetman.’ Czajka said he’d discussed the whole idea of the story before going into print via emails with his son, whom he’d met some years back when he and Marielle visited Oahu on one of their globe-trotting holidays. Felix’s younger son had died in a tragic accident some years back and it turns out that the older one had long ago dropped the ‘Hetman’ in favour of ‘Hartleb', so, theoretically, in his own words, ‘the story didn’t concern him', which is how he phrased it. Even Czajka, who likes to delve into family histories, wasn’t sure what the reason was behind the apparent indifference, and he said he suspected there was some kind of falling out between father and son.

Maybe that was the reason why he wrote the entire saga in the first place? Even though exaggerated and quite untrue in some places, yet it was still a tribute to a man who had clearly impressed him when they met. All the same, I need to be careful if I ever did invite Czajka to collaborate with me again, since he does tend to blur the line between fact and fiction.

(And was it perhaps his writing something similar in his many comments at various sites which was at the bottom of his recent problem with the Polish authorities?) 

 

Perhaps he's best at sticking to his totally flippant and unbelievable material. An example of which, for instance, appears on his blog and reads: ‘Tropic of Chiswick – Phew, what a scorcher! Stamford Brook man fries egg on pavement. Story and recipes page 34.’ (Just like Private Eye’s famous page 94, there is no page 34). There’s an ’advertisement’ with a photo of Harold Wilson smoking a pipe with the caption: ‘a week is a long time in…in…’ and then another photo, with Harold MacMillan, captioned: ‘You’ve never had it so…so…’ The blurb says: ‘Does YOUR memory let you down? Are you an object of ridicule to your friends and/or offspring? Now there’s a remedy! It’s the fantastic memory course, available online and from selected retailers, by Professor…Professor…er…’

There’s more.

‘Special feature: Tense, nervous headache? Big game on Sunday? Overdue dental appointment? Truculent workforce? Aggressive marketing wearing you out? Sleepless nights? Pension problems? Roses inexplicably wilting? Forget it all. Relax. Take time out and check out ‘Ramblings and Fantasies’ by Augustyn Czajka.

There’s a link to the book available online. He told me ages ago that he was working on one but I didn’t realize he’d actually finished it. So here it is. I guess the idea of this website is to plug the book. It looks like it’s a collection of essays. It’s probably stuff from his days of writing for ‘Poznan Today’. Maybe things which didn’t get published? I suppose I’d better order a copy. Maybe he’ll be putting more stuff on his own website rather than posting masses of items on Lorna’s blog. But what happened to his ‘Citizen X’ story? Lorna said it was going to appear in instalments. Has he forgotten about that?

Last thing at night, Czajka posts an old photo on our email loop. It’s from back in the early eighties and it’s Czajka in a white toga and laurel wreath on head, holding a beer glass and looking at the camera with Mr Spock-style raised eyebrow. Actually his pose here reminds me of Bluto Blutarsky from the ‘Animal House’ film. There’s Trojanowski behind him in black turtleneck looking like James Bond and me with hair tied back and wearing a three-cornered hat talking to someone out of shot. I vaguely remember it. It was a fancy dress party at Greg’s and I think Czajka was the Emperor Claudius. I was supposed to be Paul Revere, but nobody at the party seemed to know who Paul Revere was. (So much for my American education). Actually Greg and Czajka and a couple of others knew of Paul Revere and the Raiders, the rock group. Czajka puts a caption under the photo: ‘The autocrat whose people are turning against him, will usually try to stay in power by deflecting criticism from himself and finding someone else on whom the people can vent their frustrations. Sometimes it works, sometimes it doesn’t’. He signs it ‘I, Chai’.

Wednesday 10 June 2020

A columnist at the Daily Mail seems to be arguing that the statue of slave trader Colston which was dumped into the harbour in Bristol should have been preserved as a memorial to the evils of slavery. Strange backwards logic. That’s not why the statue was put up in the first place. It’s a bit like arguing that statues of Stalin should remain standing as a memorial to his victims.

 

9.30 PM. Guardian: ‘‘Enforcing UK restrictions one week sooner’ could have saved 20,000 lives’. This is a claim from one of the government’s former scientific advisers.

Thursday 11 June 2020

Another cool dry day. The Colston statue has been fished out of the water in Bristol and the city will put it in a museum. What will replace it will be decided by Bristol’s citizens, says the mayor.

Guardian: ‘Government under pressure to scrap 2 metre distancing rule in England.’

Trojanowski has a ‘eureka moment’, as he calls it, which he shares with us via email: ‘Considering that some of today’s heroes may turn out to be tomorrow’s villains, maybe statues should have an expiry date? ‘Best before’ etc?’ Not such a bad idea, actually, but, of course, some statues of oppressors were imposed on populations. Once the oppressive regime is gone, why keep them?

According to TPM (talking points memo.com) ‘Rupert Murdoch’ (a US – formerly Australian - media mogul) ‘predicts Trump will crash and burn in November elections’. That’s an interesting piece of news.

‘Speaking of statues…,’ Czajka writes in and posts a picture of the famous Emperor Augustus statue, arm extended, finger pointing into the distance. The emperor is wearing upper body armour with a rippling pectorals breastplate. The caption underneath reads: ‘You, too, can have a body like mine if you read ‘Ramblings and Fantasies’ by Augustyn Czajka, and he posts a link to the book, available to order online.

There is an item on the BBC’s website saying that US band Lady Antebellum are changing their name to Lady A because of the connotations of the name. I don’t know if Lorna has seen that so I fire off a quick email. I listed them on my April 11 playlist.

Lorna writes back saying she’ll change the band’s name on her blog.

Saturday 13 June 2020

On the ‘Chiswick Surfer’, Czajka has posted ‘Update From the Ancient World’. There’s a photo of the famous Winged Victory of Samothrace statue (with no head), and the caption reads: ‘Do you ever feel as if you’re missing something? You’ll feel complete again after you’ve read ‘Ramblings and Fantasies’ by Augustyn Czajka.’ His parting shot is: ‘Watch this space for up-to-the-minute information. The Chiswick Surfer – an island of chaos in a sea of tranquility.’

Well, so much for Czajka’s website. I suppose it’s aimed at the rest of us. I can’t see many people making much sense of it.

6 PM. Guardian: ‘Beijing reimposes lockdown after new Covid outbreak.’ ‘London – right-wing protesters clash with police.’

Telegraph: ‘London protests – two police officers injured in clashes with demonstrators’. ‘The Home Secretary showed a video of far-right protesters in London throwing objects at Police’.

Sunday 14 June 2020

 

Greg relays something which Ludo has posted. It’s the editor of the Lancet saying that ‘UK’s Covid response is greatest science policy failure for a generation’.

I sent Lorna a list of some likely choices. (And what a great bit of bass playing on the Marvin Gaye number – I remember Simmonds used to be a big fan of James Jamerson). I called the playlist ‘We the People’ after one of the song titles.

I think she approved of the choices. She wrote back later asking if I thought Izabela would be interested in compiling a classical music playlist? It would be a bit of variety, she said. I told her that maybe she should compile a jazzy playlist of her own. ‘I’m happy to suggest one or two tracks, but I’ll leave you to do the compiling, if that’s alright with you,’ she replied.

There’s nothing new on Lorna’s blog, but on Czajka’s ‘Chiswick Surfer’, he’s busy plugging his book. He has put up various photos on a Roman theme; Marcello Mastroianni and Anita Ekberg in the Trevi Fountain from Fellini’s ‘La Dolce Vita’, a view of Cypress trees along the Appian Way, the Emperor Augustus statue which he’d used before, all captioned ‘I used to think all roads led to Rome until I discovered ‘Ramblings and Fantasies’ by Augustyn Czajka.’

Thursday 18 June 2020

Rain late morning. On Lorna’s blog, there’s some poetry by one of her friends, which I confess I don’t actually understand. I’ll have to go over it again. She has also put up my ‘We the People’ playlist:

Marvin Gaye – What’s Going On

Billy Cobham, Gino Vannelli, Alex Acuña, Novecento – We the People

Todd Rundgren - Tables Will Turn

Buffalo Springfield – For What it’s Worth

The Christians - …And That’s Why

London Grammar – Hey Now (Zero 7 Remix)

The Isley Brothers – Harvest for the World

Otis Redding – Tell the Truth

KT Tunstall – Human Being

Marcus Miller – We Were There

Ringo Starr – Peace Dream

Bobby Taylor & The Vancouvers – One World

Meanwhile, on the ‘Chiswick Surfer’, Czajka is on a roll, plugging his book. He has now posted the picture of ‘The Judgment of Paris’ by Rubens, featuring the painter’s characteristically rotund women with the caption: ‘I used to worry about my weight until I discovered ‘Ramblings and Fantasies’ by Augustyn Czajka.’ There’s a link to the book. I’ve got it on order.

There’s more on Czajka’s website. He has posted a picture of an ancient Greek warrior with horse-hair plumed helmet and the title is: ‘Alternative Truth and Whataboutism in the Ancient World’. The text reads: ‘A newly discovered fragment, probably the work of a court scribe from Sparta’.

“Does the fact that King Menelaus set out to destroy the city of Troy necessarily make him anti-Trojan? The answer is, of course not. His war against Troy was not motivated by anti-Trojanism, but by their abduction of his wife Helen. Anyway, what about the Trojans’ own treatment of foreigners in their midst? What about their unjust treatment of the  - (end of fragment)”

Friday 19 June 2020

Weather non-descript. Trying to avoid the news. Flora has baked a cake for Marielle’s birthday. We’ve decided to visit Marielle and Czajka this afternoon and sit in their garden.

Drove over to Czajka’s place. Sitting around in his garden, socially distancing, with eats and drinks. Weird. There were five of us, so within the rules: Flora and myself, Czajka and Marielle and Trojanowski was there, too. Maxine didn’t want to join us – she’s still feeling too nervous about going out socializing. I understand how she feels. It still feels strange being out anywhere. I felt a bit left out as well, because Czajka and Trojanowski ended up discussing Polish politics, about the upcoming presidential elections. ‘Can we talk about something else?’ said Marielle. ‘I’ve had enough of politics.’ ‘I get this every day,’ she later confided to Flora. ‘Politics, if not Polish, then British politics. It’s enough to drive anyone crazy. How many other wives would actually encourage their husbands to play the drums instead?’

‘What happened to your ‘Citizen X’ story?’ I asked Czajka before we left. ‘I thought it was going to appear on Lorna’s blog.'

‘Working on the ending,’ he said. ‘I don’t want to post the first instalment until the whole thing is finished. Should be soon.’

When we got back, Czajka’s book had arrived. I suppose I’ll need to read it through, Czajka being one of my oldest friends. I think he’s hoping I’ll write a review.

~~~

Back to the future, that is the here and now, i.e. Wednesday 15 March 2023.

Marielle has just posted a message telling everyone that the district court threw out the case against Czajka yesterday. They will tell us all about it when they get back. She meant to tell us last night but they were too busy celebrating with Mateusz, Sophie, their lawyer and Szostak in one of the restaurants near the Rynek, the main square. Mateusz’s parents have invited them to stay at their house in the country. Marielle posted some photos of the wedding, which took place a week before the house arrest episode. ‘It was just like Wyspiański’s Wesele,’ she writes. I haven’t read the play, but I remember seeing the Andrzej Wajda film back in the seventies, and more or less followed the storyline about a poet marrying a country girl. The film must have had subtitles because I don’t think I would have understood every single bit of the dialogue back then. I admit most of the historical references were lost on me and I have had to read up on it since. As a matter of fact, to give Czajka his due, I learned about the play - and the film – and its historical context from one of his essays at Poznan Today. He gave the essay a Polish title, Miałeś Chamie Złoty Róg (a line from the play) but the piece was in English. At the end of the article he translated the title as ‘You had a golden horn, you churl’ and added ‘but you blew it’, which wordplay works in English but not in Polish, ironically enough.

Szostak also shares some news with our email group. It seems that someone in the mayor’s office was a big fan of the Booster Rockets and when she heard about what had happened, invited Czajka and Marielle for a tour of Krakow and environs, including a dinner and a concert. They are coming back to London on Friday (on the same day that Flora and I are going out to Frome), but then they’ll be heading over to Copenhagen on the following Monday because Rob is due to be flying over there on company business, so they’ll meet up with him next week. So we probably won’t see him and Marielle for a while, maybe not for another week or two, depending on how long they stay in Copenhagen. But it seems that all’s well that ends well, although we still don’t know exactly what happened and on what specific grounds the case was brought in the first place and what caused it to be dismissed. No doubt we’ll find out when they come back from Denmark.

Now that Marielle has sent us the good news, the pressure is definitely off and I can take it easy. I might go through the rest of Czajka’s blog posts or I might not. I’m still going to go through my old diary, though. ‘Why?’ asks Flora. I’m tempted to offer the George Mallory answer (‘because it’s there’) but I can’t really think of a good reason. I know what happened in 2020. Everyone knows what happened in 2020. But I can’t help it, Your Honour. I must read on.

~~~

Chapter Thirteen

A Room in Frome

17 March 2023

It’s Friday night and here we are at Gloria and Peter’s in Frome.

I’ve been discussing music with Pete. He was a big fan of Radio Free Erconwald while we were on air and he was just as disappointed as everyone else when that all finished. I know Greg Stradelli keeps saying he’d like to revive it, but I’ll believe it when I see it. I get the impression he’d like to be able to recruit a big name presenter again in order to get an instant audience. But if that ever does happen, maybe Pete could also step in as a presenter himself? He’s not short of ideas as far as musical selections are concerned. His taste in music is very eclectic. In fact, he contributed a few ideas to Lorna’s blog when she was posting music playlists during the pandemic. (When Peter posted comments here and there, he usually signed himself ‘Half Man Half Headphone’).

I thought I was fairly knowledgeable about music, but Pete is an absolute encyclopedia. He did actually do a weekly unpaid stint at a Bradford-on-Avon internet radio station for a while, after he retired from his job as a high-powered exec at a tech company in Bath, and said he wished he’d thought of being a DJ sooner. He loves discovering new music and reviving forgotten recordings, US and British, from the archives. After our Radio Free Erconwald programme stopped broadcasting in the summer of 2019  – it lasted for just two weeks – I sent him copies of the playlists which we did play and also those we were planning to play. I’d included one or two of his own finds which he’d recommended to me. He went through all of the playlists diligently and made useful comments. It was heartening to know that we had keen followers of our station.

Pete showed me his latest project. He is setting up a website, or rather a local blog – he’s a keen photographer – featuring his own musings and photos. He hasn’t got a name for it yet. ‘All Roads Lead to Frome?’ I suggested. ‘Out there already,’ said Pete. ‘Frome Wasn’t Built in a Day?’ ‘The same’. ‘What Have the Fromians Ever Done for us?’ ‘Cute’. ‘Friends, Fromians, Countrymen?’

Gloria suggested ‘Frome, Sweet Frome’, but also made the observation that all of this might work on paper, but in practice Frome is pronounced ‘Froom’.

‘How about,’ Flora said, ‘When in Frome?’

Pete liked that idea. I think he might use it.

 

~~~

The plan for tomorrow is for all of us to take a trip into Bath. We’re having an early night so we can get an early start. Naturally, I’ve got my 2020 diary with me to have a leaf through last thing at night. ‘Seriously, Danny,’ says Flora. ‘Don’t you find it depressing? Reminding yourself about the pandemic all the time?’

I haven’t got a ready answer. ‘Not sure,’ I reply. ‘It certainly brings it all back. I remember feeling at the time that it would be difficult for things ever to get back to normal. For some people, of course, they never did.’

All is quiet in the area where Pete and Gloria live, with hardly any traffic noise.

‘You should know this,’ says Flora. ‘Band featuring Eric Clapton, Jimmy Page and Jeff Beck – nine letters, fourth letter ‘d’.’

‘What? When did they ever play in the same band?’

‘Would it be the Yardbirds? It doesn’t say they played in the band at the same time.’

‘Of course. The Yardbirds.’

Here we are, I’m thinking, three years on, pretty much behaving like we did before the pandemic. Except I suppose that quite a few people still wear masks, especially in hospitals, doctors’ surgeries and some shops.

There was a message to all of us from Czajka earlier: ‘Thanks everyone, for the support. Nice to know there are friends out there.’

As for looking for anything offensive Czajka might have written on Lorna’s blog or on his own Chiswick Surfer, it does look like he never went beyond the bounds of what was acceptable.

 

Just a bit of travelling back in time before I get to sleep:

 

Saturday 20 June 2020

Lorna has put up a (mostly) classical playlist compiled by Izabela. I’m not sure if there’s a theme. I’ll have to find all the tracks and have a listen. I’m familiar with one or two of them, the Verdi, the Puccini, and I know the Mozart clarinet concerto since it’s something which Flora introduced me to, but the rest will all be new. But this is the beauty of listening to someone else’s choices and discovering new music.

 

Izabela’s Choices: ‘Mostly Classical’

Misia Furtak – Zabaw Się w Mój Świat

Verdi – Addio del passato (from ‘La Traviata’) – Filippa Giordano

Bach – Goldberg variations: Aria – Jacques Loussier Trio

Saint-Saëns – Valse nonchalante en Ré-Bémol Majeur – op. 110, Anne Queffélec

Delibes – Les Filles de Cadix – Tine Thing Helseth

Mozart – Clarinet concerto in A major – K622, Adagio – Sabine Meyer, Hans Vonk, Staatskapelle, Dresden

Beethoven – Prelude in F Minor, Wo055 – Gianluca Cascioli

Sibelius – Five pieces for piano – op. 75, Granen no.5 – Leif Ove Andsnes

Bruckner – Os Justi – Voces8

Mozart – Porgi Amor (from ‘Le Nozze di Figaro’) – Dame Kiri Te Kanawa

Puccini – Non Piangere, Liù - (from ‘Turandot’) Act I, Luciano Pavarotti, Montserat Caballé, Nicolai Ghiaurov, Zubin Mehta – London Philharmonic Orchestra

Franck – Prelude, Fugue & Variations, M. 30:1. Prelude, Andantino – Michel Dalberto

Chopin – Mazurkas op.7 no.1 in B-flat Major – Artur Rubinstein

Hania Rani, Dobrawa Czocher – Tak tak to ja

In the news today – Guardian: ‘Washington DC – protesters topple Confederate general’s statue and set it on fire’. ‘Russia report – MPs condemn ‘utterly reprehensible’ delay’. ‘Trump rally – Tulsa braces for ‘wild evening amid unrest and coronavirus’ fears’.

There’s a comment on Lorna’s blog about my ‘We the People’ playlist. ‘A terrific Don Bryant track called ‘How Do I Get There?’ might fit on your list’, writes ‘Half Man Half Headphone’.

Well, there’s a coincidence. We just happen to be staying with Half Man Half Headphone and his wife.

Sunday 21 June 2020

Czajka has put pictures of three people on Lorna’s blog with the question: ‘Who said this?’

“However political parties may now and then answer popular ends, they are likely in the course of time and things, to become potent engines, by which cunning, ambitious, and unprincipled men will be enabled to subvert the power of the people and to usurp for themselves the reins of government, destroying afterwards the very engines which have lifted them to unjust dominion.”

Was it:

a) Lucius Quinctius Cincinnatus

b) George Washington

c) Tadeusz Kościuszko

You have to go to Czajka’s website via a link to get the answer. In fact, the link leads you straight to a Wikipedia article about the person who said the above, who was George Washington. I suppose this was very far-sighted of Washington, considering what’s happening around the world today.

9 PM. Spent the day reading and listening to music, collecting more material for another playlist.

Exchanging late-night emails with a few people. I’m not sure if Lorna wants Scotland to be independent, but she certainly wanted the country to remain in the EU.

Monday 22 June 2020

 

An item has appeared on Lorna’s blog that on this day in 1948 sixty-six Poles were among the passengers who arrived in Britain on the Windrush. And – surprisingly enough – this isn’t one of Czajka’s pieces. This is by a Scottish woman who is a relation of one of the people who arrived then, who was actually originally from Mexico. Will Czajka have anything to say on the subject?

Nice day out there. Sunny and breezy. Feeling more optimistic, for some reason. Still listening to plenty of music from all over the place. Should I do an American-themed one, for the fourth of July, maybe?

 

Following on from the Windrush item, yes, sure enough, Czajka has posted a comment with a link to a Guardian article dated 22 June 2018, titled: ‘The other Windrush generation: Poles reunited after fleeing Soviet camps’. It seems some of them had been living in Mexico. There’s some background about this in another link which takes you to ‘The Cosmopolitan Review’ – ‘Hacienda Santa Rosa: a Polish refuge in Mexico’.

I just remembered that when Czajka and Marielle were doing their globe-trotting a good few years ago, they also visited Mexico. I wonder if he’s missing his time as a roving free-lance correspondent? If his website is anything to go by, it looks like he’d like to be in Hawaii right now, instead of Chiswick.

10.15 PM. Having a look through Czajka’s book. There appears to be an entire section on Polish themes. Czajka is definitely getting quite Polish in his old age. Actually, he’s already getting some positive feedback on Lorna’s blog about his links to the  information on the Poles who settled in Mexico.

Guardian: ‘Global report – South Korea has second wave: Israel ponders new lockdown’.

 

Tuesday 23 June 2020

Another lovely summer’s day.

Czajka has clearly noticed there’s a Polish readership on Lorna’s blog, so he’s put a link to a podcast from the ‘Notes from Poland’ website which is all about the upcoming presidential elections in Poland. He hasn’t actually offered any comment of his own, so I suppose he’s trying to be objective. Anyone who is entitled to vote in Poland could be interested in this, I suppose.

He can’t resist plugging his own website, via a link. A click on that takes you to ‘The Chiswick Surfer’ and a new item plugging his book. This time it’s the famous so-called ‘Mask of Agamemnon’ with the caption: ‘The spin doctors wanted me to lose the beard until I discovered ‘Ramblings and Fantasies’ by Augustyn Czajka’. I’m not sure I get the point of that. And I still haven’t started on his book.

There are some positive comments about Izabela’s classical playlist with a few people appreciating her choices, so I hope she feels pleased. It’s always good to get that kind of feedback.

Lorna has put some more poetry on the site, so I’ll look at that later.

There’s a powerful article at ‘The Times of Israel’ about the continuing cult of Stalin in Russia. An opinion poll from 2018 found that nearly half of young Russians had never heard of Stalin’s purges. How many countries in the world are actually willing to face up to the dark sides of their own histories? The UK, actually, doesn’t do all that badly compared to some others.

10.30 PM. Apart from posting comments and playlists on Lorna’s blog, I continue to exchange various things with a few friends via email: articles, reviews, music clips, jokes, etc. Every now and again some interesting music comes up. Tonight there have been some Cajun/Zydeco clips. Good stuff.

Guardian: ‘Lockdown – easing several rules at once could boost virus, say scientists’. ‘Pubs and places of worship: what 4 July lockdown rules mean for England’. ‘1-metre-plus introduced’.

Telegraph: ‘Coronavirus latest – PM brings England out of hibernation – but with warning that Covid is still here’. The Telegraph: ‘UK total cases: 306,210, total deaths: 42,927’.

Wednesday 24 June 2020

 

Hot summer’s day. In the news – Guardian: ‘UK coronavirus – calls for urgent review into ‘real risk’ of second wave as lockdown eases’.

In the Telegraph, an opinion columnist has written about Hitler and his ‘followers from the extreme left’. Wow. Unbelievable. Talk about reinventing traditional historical concepts of left and right in pursuit of some anti-socialist agenda.

I was going to cut the grass, but ended up sitting outside in the shade, reading. I’ve started dipping into Czajka’s book and finding it hard going.

Czajka and Trojanowski are discussing the Polish president’s visit with Trump at the White House on our email loop. I don’t want to get involved in any of this. The Polish presidential elections are coming up and it looks like this could be the topic of discussion for the next few days. I’ve had enough of all this for tonight.

Thursday 25 June 2020

 

Another glorious summer’s day. Will try to do some stuff in the garden. Some plants need re-potting. Grass needs cutting. Fabulous just sitting outside with a cup of coffee in the morning.

7.30 PM. Did some stuff. Cut the grass. Did some reading. I think it was the hottest day of the year so far – 31 or 32 degrees. Maybe even more. Sitting outside at the garden table, grateful for this oasis of cool greenery. Beautiful oleanders flowering, white roses have appeared. Sweet-smelling jasmine very noticeable this time of evening.

Friday 26 June 2020

 

Another glorious day. Checking Lorna’s blog and someone called ‘Linda from the USA’ has suggested ‘Rain Roll In’ by Eilen Jewell for my ‘We the People’ playlist from the 6th of June. ‘Something for these times’, she says. Must check it out.

In the news – Guardian: ‘Hancock says he could close beaches as thousands flock to coasts’.

There’s an interesting article about how Churchill’s granddaughter co-founded the Glastonbury Festival. ‘Her finest hour: why Glastonbury Festival owes so much to Churchill’s granddaughter’.

7 PM. Managed to do quite a bit. Re-potted some plants. Cleared up some weeds. Did some reading. Struggling a bit with Czajka’s philosophizing. Has felt very muggy all afternoon and now it’s started to rain a bit.

11 PM. Watched an online discussion of scientists collectively known as ‘Independent SAGE’. (These are not the people the government consults, I gather). A professor of behaviourism notes: ‘It says something about a society and its values that we have opened the pubs before we’ve opened the schools’.

Saturday 27 June 2020

 

Up quite late. Much cooler today after overnight rain.

 

Came up with a fourth of July playlist quite easily, strangely enough. A tribute, rather than flag-waving gung-ho-ism. Will send it to Lorna and see what she thinks.

I ought to mention that Marco in Canada and Luisa down in Hampshire have been looking at my playlists on Lorna’s blog during lockdown and I’ve had some suggestions from both of them. I might do a playlist based on those and dedicate it to them.

 

Lorna is quite keen on the idea of a USA playlist. She has just posted a quotation from the late Stephen Hawking: ‘The human failing I would most like to correct is aggression. It may have had survival advantage in caveman days, to get more food, territory or partner with whom to reproduce, but now it threatens to destroy us all’.

Sunday 28 June 2020

 

First time inside a supermarket today for months. People queueing outside, keeping a distance from each other.

6 PM. Czajka still exchanging comments with some of the others (Trojanowski, Szostak et al) about the presidential elections taking place in Poland today.

 

8.30 PM. First Chinese take-away for months. Really good.

New York Times: ‘Coronavirus cases pass 10 million globally’. ‘Global death toll nears 500,000’. ‘Many Covid patients have terrifying delirium’.

Czajka has posted a quote from Marcus Aurelius on Lorna’s blog: ‘Often injustice lies in what you aren’t doing, not only in what you are doing’.

Tuesday 30 June 2020

 

Lorna has posted a link to an article in Science Mag: ‘The line is forming for a Covid-19 vaccine. Who should be at the front?’

Czajka has also posted an item. There’s a fifties-style illustration of a woman holding her head with a pained expression on her face and his caption is: ‘Worried about your investments? Bad news getting you down? Finding it difficult to remove those stubborn politicians? Try the new, improved CHISWICK SURFER. Restores 99% of your sanity’. There’s a link to his website, of course, and on it there’s a plug for his book, and also this:

‘Is ‘Pet Sounds’ by the Beach Boys the greatest album ever recorded? Our arts reviewer Zoot Rokahula waxes – a) lyrical, b) his surfboard and gives it 11 out of 10.

Scrambled eggs, oeufs sur le plat, or omelette à la lockdown? Our culinary expert Wolfgang Amaretto Mozarella reviews many delicious recipes using the versatile chickenfruit.

 

The Chiswick Surfer.

Once more unto the beach, dear friends.

In your Hawaiian baggies.

You know it makes sense.’

He posts an old photo of our sixties band Kreutz Sungrazer, with all of us looking so young. What has this got to do with the Chiswick Surfer, other than that the photo was taken on Chiswick Common? Ah, well, speaking of waxing, maybe old Czajka is waxing nostalgic?

Thursday 2 July 2020

 

Szostak has posted a link to an item from the ‘Notes from Poland’ website about wild boars running around in Poznań. 

 

I feel I should be reading Czajka’s book, but I’ve put it aside for a bit.

There’s a long poem on Lorna’s blog by someone signing themselves Icon O’Clast. (Could it be Czajka? Surely not.) I think it’s probably one of Lorna’s friends because there are one or two specifically Scottish references, especially to Robert Burns. There are also some jokey swipes at Tennyson, Browning, and a few other English Victorian poets. It’s obviously meant to be satirical but I’m not quite sure I follow it all. It’s called ‘Tennyson in Lockdown’ and it finishes like this:

 

They’re out there toppling statues,

But since we’re stuck at home,

Come into the garden, Maud,

And topple these awful gnomes.

 

~~~

Chapter Fourteen

Whatever Happened to Citizen X?

22 March 2023

We’re all sitting in Pete and Gloria’s front room, after feasting ourselves in an out-of-town pub, following a trip to historic and picturesque Bradford-on-Avon. We’re spending the rest of the evening relaxing, reading books, looking at newspapers, scrolling phones. 

Flora has had some photos from Marielle. There are some with Szostak by the equestrian statue of Kościuszko next to Wawel castle. There are photos of Marielle and Czajka at the Abbey of Tyniec. The next photos are from Copenhagen, where they did a tour of the Carlsberg brewery with Czajka’s cousin Rob, and there are also pictures taken from on board a touring boat, which include a photo of the Little Mermaid.

We still haven’t discovered what Czajka was actually supposed to have done which resulted in his arrest in Poland. The only thing which he has said to the rest of us in our email group, referring to himself in the third person, was: ‘Augustyn Czajka is not about to forget this outrageous miscarriage of justice. Edmond Dantès did not spend the best years of his life incarcerated in the Château d’If without vowing to repay in their own coin those individuals who were the authors of his misery.’ Wow. So is Czajka really saying that this is a Count of Monte Cristo scenario?

 ‘I’ve just had a thought,’ I say to Flora. ‘There might have been something in the book.’

‘What book? What do you mean’?

‘Czajka’s Ramblings and Fantasies book. The one he published a couple of years ago. He was plugging it on his website.’

‘Is this about your friend,’ Peter says, ‘who was under house arrest in Krakow? Did you find out what he was accused of doing?’

‘That’s the point. Nobody seems to know.’

‘But it’s all over,’ Flora says. ‘So does it really matter now? Anyway, I thought you read the book. You did review it, didn’t you? Don’t you remember if he wrote anything libellous?

‘I don’t actually.’

The book is in paperback and back at home in London. I suppose I could pay for the online version, but how desperate am I to read it? I guess Flora’s right in saying that it doesn’t really matter, now that Czajka is not under arrest any more, but I wonder if I missed anything obvious? My memory may be rubbish, but I definitely remember that I made comments about his book in the diary. I can also refresh my memory about his Citizen X story. If I want to, that is. It’s all there, accessible on Lorna’s blog archive.

Saturday 4 July 2020

 

Independence Day today. My playlist is up on Lorna’s blog.

 

4th July USA Tribute

 

James Taylor – On the 4th of July

Staple Singers – Respect Yourself

Mark O’Connor – Song of the Liberty Bell

Nils Lofgren – Shine Silently

Little Feat (with Linda Ronstadt) – All That You Dream

Bruce Hornsby and the Range – The Way it Is

Whitney Houston – It’s Not Right, but It’s Okay

Sheryl Crow – Home

Canned Heat – Let’s Work Together

Ray Charles – Come Rain or Come Shine

Ry Cooder (with Chaka Khan) – Don’t Mess Up a Good Thing

Stevie Ray Vaughan – The House is Rockin’

The Beach Boys – I Can Hear Music

The Bangles – Eternal Flame

Bill Conti – Gonna Fly Now (theme from ‘Rocky’)

There’s a comment from a blog reader pointing out that on this day in 1943, Polish wartime leader General Sikorski died in a plane crash. The circumstances are still mysterious. This is probably not a Polish person, since he/she misspells Sikorski as ‘Sikorsky’.

12.30 PM. In the news – Guardian: ‘Pubs and hair salons reopen in England as lockdown eases’. ‘Mount Rushmore speech – US ‘under siege from far-left fascism’ says Trump’.

Czajka has posted a comment on Lorna’s blog in the conversation about the Gibraltar plane crash, where people are discussing various theories about what really happened and who might be responsible for the general’s death. ‘More about Sikorski here’ he says and there’s a link to his Chiswick Surfer website. A click on that and there’s a photo of Sikorski in Mexico. The caption reads: ‘General Władysław Sikorski with Minister Ezekiel Padilla and Red Cross worker. Mexico, December 1942. Photo – Czesław Datka’.

‘A little-known episode in the career of Polish wartime leader General Władysław Sikorski’, writes Czajka, ‘is his trip to Mexico, whose government was offering sanctuary to Polish refugees. More details from the Jewish Telegraphic Agency’s US office'. There are two links:

The first link is to the JTA archive site and is from December 1942: ‘Sikorski will negotiate with Mexico for admission of Poles and Jews from Europe. Polish Premier, Władysław Sikorski, who is now on a visit to this country, will soon proceed to Mexico to discuss with President Avila Camacho a plan for admitting Polish refugees to Mexico, it was announced here today by Polish official quarters. The plan provides for the admission of Jews as well as non-Jews as long as they are holders of Polish passports, Polish officials stated’.

         

The other link goes to the Culture.pl site: ‘Mexico and Poland: centuries of cultural relations’.

 

5.30 PM. New York Times: ‘Trump uses Fourth of July speech to deliver divisive culture war message’. Boston Globe: ‘President Trump pushes racial division, flouts coronavirus rules at Mount Rushmore’. ‘President Trump made an appeal to disaffected white voters, accusing protesters who have pushed for racial justice of engaging in a ‘merciless campaign to wipe out our history’. The president flew across the nation to gather a crowd of supporters, most of them maskless and all of them flouting public health guidelines against large groups’.

 

There’s a clip going round of a message for the Fourth of July from Arnold Schwarzenegger, in which he says how proud he is to be an American citizen. Very good.

 

Monday 6 July 2020

 

Dry, rather cool outside.

In the news – Guardian: ‘Coronavirus – India has third highest global cases as Australian state of Victoria closes border’.

New poll (for the Sunday Times) shows SNP on track for ‘comfortable majority’ and high support for Scottish independence.

There’s a great contribution from Szostak (film director and huge film fan, of course). He writes to all of us: ‘May the Force be with you’. He has posted a photo of Alec Guinness as Marcus Aurelius from the film ‘The Fall of the Roman Empire’ (1964) with the text: ‘Did Marcus Aurelius predict Star Wars?’ and there’s a quote from the ‘Meditations’: 

‘There is a mental force which, for him who can draw it to himself, is no less ubiquitous and all-pervading than is the atmosphere for him who can breathe it.’

 

I’m reading Czajka’s book. Undecided so far. Struggling a bit, but I’ll persevere.

 

3.30 PM. Washington Post: ‘Trump, Biden campaigns shift focus to coronavirus as pandemic surges’.

New York Times: ‘Outlook worsens as US reports record number of coronavirus cases’.

 

Czajka has sent me an email: ‘Any thoughts on the book? Have you had a chance to have a look at it yet?’

I had a feeling he’d get impatient and ask me. What can I tell him? ‘Have made a start,’ I begin. ‘So far, so interesting’.

 

Was that a white lie? I am interested insofar as I want to know what comes next and whether it does take off. At the moment, I’m having trouble getting into it, but I’ve had that problem with other books before, so I’ll give it a chance. I am determined to finish it and I will review it.

 

I try a little deflection. ‘BTW, what happened to your ‘Citizen X’ story which you were going to post on Lorna’s blog?’

There’s a reply after a while. ‘I’ll have to change the title. I didn’t know, but apparently there’s a film called ‘Citizen X’. I thought maybe ‘Citizen XX’ or even ‘Citizen XXX’ - I could make the hero on the large side - but that sounds too much like one of these adults-only films. I’m finishing the story now and Lorna says she’ll post it as soon as I send it in. The plan is for it to go out in episodes, Dickensian-style. I still don’t know how many there will be. I’ll let you know. Cheers from Chai.’

 

Tuesday 7 July 2020

 

In the news – Guardian: ‘Refusal to wear mask should be as taboo as drink-driving, says Royal Society chief’. ‘Survey – nearly one in six Britons would refuse Covid-19 vaccine’. ‘Melbourne – Australia back in lockdown for six weeks’.

 

Friday 10 July 2020

 

6 PM. A day spent reading, also scanning the news and various comments here and there.

 

Guardian: ‘Johnson signals stricter face mask rules and says people should go back to work if they can’.

Daily Mail: ‘Century-old BCG vaccine used to eradicate tuberculosis DOES ‘reduce the chance of death from Covid-19 study confirms’. 

 

11 PM. Washington Post: ‘US death toll rises as Covid-19 cases fill hospitals in hot-spot states. ‘Trump has taken up residence in an alternative reality’ says an opinion columnist.

 

Saturday 11 July 2020

 

Managed to do some odd fix-it jobs. Czajka, Trojanowski and Szostak are still exchanging emails about the upcoming elections in Poland.

 

Sunday 12 July 2020

 

Up early on a nice day. Luisa and Jim and the kids are coming to see us. First time in months. We’ll sit in the garden. Good day for it. Maybe a barbecue?

 

Szostak, Trojanowski, Czajka et al were emailing about the Polish election late into the night. 

 

In the news – Guardian: ‘Masks – with 120 countries making them compulsory in public, shouldn’t England?’

 

We ended up driving down to Luisa and Jim’s, rather than them coming to us. Makes sense not having to trundle the kids on a long car journey. I drove down there. Flora drove us back.

The guys are still exchanging thoughts on the Polish election. Apparently it’s too close to call. The final result won’t be known until tomorrow.

 

Washington Post: ‘Election 2020 – Trump’s drop in polls has confident Democrats sensing ‘a tsunami coming’ in November.

Monday 13 July 2020

 

Slightly cooler today, but still dry.

 

Telegraph: (An opinion column) – ‘Our fearful leaders are failing to stand up to the radical woke minority’. ‘Facemasks don’t build confidence in this horrible ‘new normal’, they destroy it’.

 

Czajka, Trojanowski et al are dissecting the Polish election result in which the incumbent, Andrzej Duda, has won.

 

6.30 PM. I cut the grass and sat outside reading for a bit, but there are far too many bugs in the air for comfort – especially flying ants.

 

I’ve been compiling a playlist for Lorna’s blog based on suggestions by Luisa and Jim and also some ideas sent in by Marco and Stella, plus a couple of tracks suggested by Lorna who has been listening to music on the Norway Festival website.

Tuesday 14 July 2020

 

What’s happening in the world today? It’s Bastille Day. Will there be socially-distanced parades?

 

Guardian: ‘England shoppers must wear masks from 24 July’. ‘Second wave – UK experts fear up to 120,000 winter Covid-19 deaths in hospitals’. ‘Russian influence – Release report next week that PM withheld for election, Labour insists’.

In the news – the Belarus authorities are arresting protesters in Minsk and elsewhere.

 

Late night news – Guardian: ‘Covid-19 outbreaks up to 20 times more likely in large care homes, says UK study’.

Wednesday 15 July 2020

 

Watched the first part of the BBC profile of Rupert Murdoch last night. It all seems strangely outdated. A newspaper magnate who more or less set the agenda in Britain ever since the Thatcher government allowed him to buy the Times. But how many people read actual print newspapers nowadays?

 

Thursday 16 July 2020

 

Guardian: ‘Coronavirus – confirmed UK cases: 292,552, new cases: 642, UK deaths: 45,119’.

 

All quiet on the email front. No more discussions about the Polish elections, but Czajka has posted an illustration which looks a bit like the old ‘Spy versus Spy’ cartoons from Mad Magazine. ‘Coming soon’ is the caption, 'The story of Dizzy Dent'.

 

What?

Friday 17 July 2020

  

Trojanowski emails us to say that someone has suggested putting up a statue of William Wilberforce to replace the Colston statue. That sounds like quite a good idea.

 

Later he adds: ‘Another 18th century figure who opposed slavery was General Tadeusz Kościuszko, of course, and the Bristol connection would be that he sailed to the USA from there in 1797.’

 

~~~

Chapter Fifteen

A Brief Encounter With the Present

24 March 2023

It’s Friday lunchtime and we’re still in Frome but we’ll be heading off to Hampshire soon so that we can be with Luisa and Jim for part of the weekend. Then the idea is to be back in London sometime on Sunday.

Czajka and Marielle are back in London from Denmark. The latest news is that Rob has invited them to stay with him and his family in the States so they’ll be going out there for a couple of weeks. Czajka is back to doing what he likes best – globetrotting. They are flying out on Monday so now it looks like we won’t see them until about the middle of April.

Marielle has been in touch with Flora. Czajka is considering some kind of legal action. I have to say, reading his private exchanges of three years ago with the others about the presidential election in Poland, there was nothing I thought could have been considered insulting. Czajka hardly mentioned the person of the president himself, so if he didn’t insult him in private, he was hardly likely to insult him anywhere in a public space.

‘Legal action?’ Flora asked Marielle. ‘Against whom or against what? The government?’

‘Exactly. Is he going to sue the police department?’ was Marielle’s reply. ‘Or the prosecutor’s office? I think he should drop the whole thing and forget it.’

But apparently Czajka is still on his Count of Monte Cristo kick. ‘Did Edmond Dantès forget about being incarcerated for fourteen years?’

‘You spent three days under house arrest,’ Marielle told him. ‘Who will even know about it?’

‘Reputational damage!’ Czajka said. ‘My friends know about it. People in Krakow know about it. But the point is that everyone knows that it was a mistake – that it should never have happened.’

‘There were no photos,’ said Marielle, ‘and your story didn’t get into any newspapers.  But even if it had, the law in Poland would have prevented your identity from being revealed. You heard the lawyer say that.’

‘That’s not the point,’ Czajka continued. ‘There was a gross miscarriage of justice and I don’t see why these jokers should get away with arresting me. I mean to do something about it.’

‘But what?’ asked Marielle. ‘And which jokers? Who ? If you publicize it, then it will defeat the whole object of not drawing attention to it. I thought you didn’t want any reputational damage, as you put it.’

We’ll find out the details when they get back, but apparently the position of the arresting authorities is that they had made a genuine mistake and have offered an apology. But Czajka is not prepared to accept this, because he is convinced that the whole thing was a deliberate stunt designed to stop him being critical of some people in positions of power. Czajka’s talent has always been in his invention and creativity, but is this a case of him actually inventing a completely fantastic scenario with himself at the centre of an elaborate plot designed to discredit him, as he seems to think? I’m starting to think he has a genuine persecution complex. And now I’m seeing the story he posted on Lorna’s blog three years ago in a slightly different light, considering the Krakow episode and his reaction to it.

~~~ 

Chapter Sixteen

Czajka Starts His Story

26 March 2023

 

It’s Sunday evening and we’re back home. Czajka and Marielle are flying to the States tomorrow but I’m leaving Czajka to his own devices. I’ve done all I could have done, I think. I’ll catch up with him when he gets back. But now that I’m home, I might have a look through his book again, although I did write some notes about it in the diary.

Saturday 18 July 2020

 

9 AM. Weather not particularly sunny, but quite muggy. Maybe I’ll avoid the news until later. I’m about halfway through Czajka’s book. Will try to compose a review when I’ve finished. Making some notes as I go along.

 

10.30 AM. My playlist is up on Lorna’s blog and she has titled it ‘Chosen by Luisa, Jim, Marco, Stella, Dante and Lorna’.

Salt Cathedral – Take Me to the Sea

Trupa Trupa – Longing

Arisa – Una Notte Ancora

Hurtling – Memory Cassette

Mary J. Blige – Be Without You (Kendu Mix)

Tom Misch, Poppy Ajudha – Disco Yes

Tasmin Archer – Somebody’s Daughter

Koffee – Rapture

The Ting Tings – That’s Not My name

Pieces of a Dream – Just Funkin’ Around

Liam Payne, Rita Ora – For You

Athletic Progression – Emmelev

Braids – Letting Go

Meute – Raw

And – at long last – on Lorna’s blog, it’s Czajka with his story. There’s a photo of a penguin colony and the title is ‘The Story of Dizzy Dent’. So, he’s discarded his ‘Citizen X’ title.

The Story of Dizzy Dent

 

Part One

 

Back in the days when the Central European state of Pozgarenia was known as a People’s Republic, and was ruled by an iron-fisted Communist military junta with support from and in the shadow of its powerful Eastern neighbour, one of the leading dissidents was a journalist who will appear here as Dizzy Dent. He was jailed for his outspoken criticism of the government during the crackdown following the imposition of martial law in 1981 after a series of nationwide strikes in dockyards, factories and mines. The charge against him was that his newspaper columns had incited ‘anti-party activity’. After an international outpouring of solidarity from Western journalists who demanded his release, Dent was expelled from the country. He travelled first to Switzerland with his family, then to France, and then finally settled in Britain, where he had spent some time at a prestigious university as a student in his twenties on an exchange programme back in the seventies.

He applied for and was granted British citizenship in 1983 and lived in a modest house in a leafy North London suburb, supporting himself by lecturing on East European studies and writing the occasional article for liberal publications. He continued his anti-Communist activities, participating in marches, demonstrations, various seminars and discussions, campaigning against the military junta, writing polemical pieces for the émigré Pozgarenian press and generally being outspoken.

My wife had befriended his wife at a parents’ evening at the school where his and our children went. We became friends because my wife’s grandfather had been Pozgarenian and she understood a few words of the language.

 

When communism collapsed in his home country and elsewhere in the late eighties and nineties, he was faced with the choice of returning or staying in England. Since his children were both at school here and since his wife had made many friends in England, and – more importantly – had brought her mother over from Pozgarenia a few years before, they decided to stay.

An unforeseen consequence of the fall of communism in his home country was that the anti-government Pozgarenian émigré press had essentially lost its previous raison d'être and was transformed into a vehicle catering for the influx of young Pozgarenians who had migrated to Britain after the opening of the borders in 2004. Dizzy Dent’s style of polemic was no longer needed and the commissions for his articles from mainstream British publications became less frequent, to the extent that he was forced to supplement his income by other means. After several attempts at different occupations, he ended up working as a minicab driver, while trying to interest publishers in a book about Eastern European politics he was working on.

All went reasonably well. Dent and his family lived a modest but relatively comfortable life and his income was supplemented when he received a commission to translate a recent Pozgarenian history into English and the family took the occasional holiday in his home country. Then, after years of democratic rule, and after Pozgarenia finally achieved its ambition of joining the European Union and looked to be establishing even closer links with its Western neighbours, the political landscape suddenly changed in 2015, with the election of a right-leaning government, voted into power on a wave of nationalist feeling which seemed to be surging in Pozgarenia and also in some neighbouring countries. Populism was on the march.

 

(to be continued)

Well, what do I make of that? ‘Dizzy Dent’ instead of ‘Citizen X’? I can see what Czajka did there. ‘Dizzy Dent’ = ‘dissident’. The trouble is, it sounds like Dizzee Rascal meets Arthur Dent from Douglas Adams’s ‘Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy’. I suppose I’ll keep up with it, for the same reason that a cat watches goldfish in a bowl. No. I’m being uncharitable here. It’s more like the same attitude I have with his book. I’m a completist. But, actually, as I get older – and I may have mentioned this already – I’ve realized that I will never read all the books on my reading list, so I’m being more and more selective about even starting some. In the case of Czajka’s ‘Dizzy Dent’ story, I suppose I want to find out where Czajka will take this. But it can’t be autobiographical, because Czajka was born in England, like me. And Pozgarenia is obviously Poland. Or is it? Could be Hungary. I know Czajka has a Hungarian friend who writes the occasional political analysis piece for UK and US outlets.

 

As it happens, Marielle phoned Flora and I ended up chatting to Czajka about music. I mentioned to him that I’m halfway through his book. As for the story on Lorna’s blog, he says the episodes will appear every Saturday, but that he’s still working on the ending. So – he has committed himself. He tells me to check out his ‘Chiswick Surfer’ website.

2 PM. ITV News: ‘Publication of daily coronavirus death figures put on ‘pause’ as Matt Hancock calls for review into PHE data’. ‘The UK government is to stop publishing daily coronavirus deaths after Health Secretary Matt Hancock ordered an urgent review into how Public Health England (PHE) calculates the figures’. ‘The health secretary called for a review after researchers claimed that the way Covid-19 deaths are reported across England has led to an ‘over-exaggeration’ of the figures. PHE’s calculation of the figures means England’s deaths from coronavirus appear far higher than any other part of the UK, experts behind the study said’.

In the evening, I have a look at Czajka’s website. It reads: ‘The Chiswick Surfer – the finest blend of fact and fiction. We always spill some Chiswick beans’. 

        

There’s a short quiz:

Question One (easy) - Who had a smash hit with ‘A Whiter Shade of Pale’?

a) The Bleach Boys

b) Elgin and the Marbles

c) Powder Talcum

d) Procol Harum

Question Two (easy-ish) - Which surname links the following:

a) Clint Eastwood’s character in ‘Gran Torino’

b) Barry Newman’s character in ‘Vanishing Point’

c) George Clooney’s character in ‘Gravity’

d) Marlon Brando’s character in ‘A Streetcar Named Desire’

with a Polish general who, according to Wikipedia: ‘After the outbreak of the invasion of Poland in 1939 during the opening stages of WW2, proved to be one of the most successful commanding officers in the Polish Army of that time’.

 

There’s a link for an answer.

I’ve seen all the films, but I can’t remember the last names. Flora watched ‘Gravity’ again quite recently. ‘Don’t you remember the Brando character’s surname?’ she asks me. ‘It’s famous. You told me yourself once that it was the Polish equivalent of Smith.’ Ah. Of course. I look at the link. It takes you to a page all about General Wincenty Kowalski.

Question Three – What was Marie Curie’s maiden name?

a) Modrzejewska

b) Plater

c) Skłodowska

d) Majewska

Question Four – Who created Esperanto?

a) Ludwik Zamenhof

b) Michael Ventris

c) JRR Tolkien

d) Jean-François Champollion

Question Five – Which country shares its name with a Polish film director and a Beach Boys album?

a) Finland

b) Holland

c) Jordan

d) Denmark

Question Six – Who played Maria Walewska in the 1937 film ‘Conquest’?

a) Bette Davis

b) Olivia de Havilland

c) Sibyl Thorndike

d) Greta Garbo

Question Seven – If it looks like one, swims like one, quacks like one, then it probably is one:

a) Moineau

b) Kaczka

c) Falke

d) Aquila

'No looking up the answers on your phone,’ writes Czajka and finishes with a plug for his book:

Political temperature too hot for you? 

Cool off with ‘Ramblings and Fantasies’ by Augustyn Czajka 

Sunday 19 July 2020

 

10.30 PM. Have taken it easy today. Can’t even remember what I did. Following some online discussions here and there. Chilling out. Reading.

 

A quick look to see what’s happening. Guardian: ‘Coronavirus – Senior doctors warn a second wave could ‘cripple NHS’ – Medics appeal to public to prevent ‘overwhelming’ resurgence by following face mask and physical distancing guidelines’. ‘Worldwide Covid-19 deaths pass 600,000’.

Monday 20 July 2020

 

I haven’t had anyone commenting on my music playlists for a while, but some anonymous person just posted this: ‘Thank you for the choices. Here is one. Not new but a fave of mine. ‘She’s a River’ by Simple Minds’. Nice to get some feedback. And that’s a good track.

6 PM. Have been doing a little bit outside, but also sitting out in the garden, reading. Ploughing my way through Czajka’s book, as well as a few others. Spreading myself thin, as usual.

In the news – Guardian: ‘Coronavirus – Oxford vaccine triggers immune response, trial shows’. ‘Early results also indicate vaccine is safe, raising hopes it could help end pandemic’. ‘Confirmed UK cases: 295,372, new cases: 580, UK deaths: 45,312’. (I thought these statistics were about to be discontinued?)

11.30 PM. Washington Post: ‘Beefeaters guarding the Tower of London face job cuts for first time in their 500-year history’. ‘Trump pledges to deploy federal agents to Chicago and other US cities led by Democrats’. ‘The president defended the use of federal agents in Portland, where they have engaged in nightly clashes with racial-justice protesters’.

Tuesday 21 July 2020

 

Telegraph: ‘Culture of shaking hands probably gone forever, says top scientist’.

 

On the ‘Chiswick Surfer’, there’s this from Czajka: ‘The Troy Report: This report proves CONCLUSIVELY,’ he writes,’ that there is no truth in the claim that the wooden horse in any way  contributed to the downfall of Troy. That is just the usual moaning by any surviving Trojans who can’t get over the fact they lost and their city was destroyed’.

Friday 24 July 2020

 

The forecast is for rain later on. I don’t think I’ll be doing anything outside today.

A quick look at the online papers. Guardian: ‘UK coronavirus – face masks become compulsory in England’s shops and takeaways’.

 

10 PM. Back from a bit of socializing out in the garden at a neighbour’s house around the corner under a gazebo. Felt quite uncomfortable doing it. Still, there were six of us and we were outside, so I suppose it was OK.

In the news – Guardian: ‘Coronavirus – Boris Johnson says pandemic could have been handled differently’. ‘PM concedes government did not understand the virus in ‘first few weeks and months’. Coronavirus – record daily rise in global cases with almost 285,000 new infections’.

 

Saturday 25 July 2020

 

Up early. It’s Luisa’s birthday, so we’ve decided to drive down to Hampshire. Switching off from the news.

 

On Lorna’s blog, there’s the second part of Czajka’s Dizzy Dent story.

The victory of the Pozgarenian Popular Party in the 2015 elections immediately set alarm bells ringing for Dizzy Dent. He was personally acquainted with some of the politicians from his days as an anti-Communist activist from the seventies and eighties. One or two, who were now ministers, had also been protesters, but quite a few of them, Dent knew perfectly well, had not been at all active in the anti-Communist opposition in those days, even though many now claimed to have been campaigning dissidents. There was even at least one who had been a public prosecutor attached to the Communist regime. Some of today’s nationalists and patriots, thought Dent – were careerists, opportunists, and otherwise best described as political chameleons. 

He felt it was his journalistic duty to expose them. But, he decided, there was no point whatsoever in sending contributions in Pozgarenian to Pozgarenian papers, or even writing for the few remaining émigré Pozgarenian publications in London, because they were not only a bit of an echo chamber, but catered mostly for the post-2004 influx of youngsters who were not necessarily interested in domestic politics. He decided, therefore, to look for an English-language outlet. He considered that his English was good enough for an English-speaking readership. The nationalist policies of the exclusionist party needed to be illuminated for the outside world.

 

He found one or two online publications based in Breloki, the capital. One was exclusively centred on business and economics, but there was also the ‘Breloki Courier’, which featured articles covering theatre, the arts, and also the occasional column on politics, which looked as if it was aimed mostly at the sizeable ex-pat community in Breloki.

Enough of this for now. It’s getting a bit strained. I wonder if this was based on Czajka’s own efforts for ‘Poznan Today’ which they didn’t want to print at the time? It does look like a rather transparent satire of Polish politics. Is Dizzy Dent supposed to be Czajka himself? I’ll leave the rest for later.

Change of plan. Not going down to Luisa’s after all. The day has turned quite rainy and we wouldn’t have been able to sit outside. Maybe just as well. It would have been so difficult to be ‘socially-distancing’ from our own family.

A bit more about the small gathering last night. It was a bit rainy, but we sat under a gazebo, so managed to be socially distanced and outside. Our neighbour Elmo was there, enjoying some quite strong craft ales provided by the hosts George and Rachel. Elmo said he missed our Radio Free Erconwald broadcasts. He and his wife will be moving closer to their daughter as soon as this pandemic finishes, he said.

I don’t think I’ve ever spoken to him at length before. We’ve been on ‘hello’ and ‘how’s it going?’ terms for a while. He has always been a good neighbour – he helped me out once when I had trouble with the car, but all I really know about him is that he is ex-RAF and had a major operation a few years ago, when ‘the body-snatchers’, as he put it (the ambulance people), took him to the hospital. He had another op recently and has been in a wheelchair lately. I know nothing about his condition and it’s not the sort of thing you ask about. He was of the generation who did their National Service, and his was in the Airforce. The only time we’d spoken before, he had sounded slightly disappointed to learn that my father hadn’t been a Polish airman but served in the Polish infantry during the war (in France under Sikorski and later in the Anders Army in Italy, to be precise). His own father, a Battle of Britain pilot, had known several Polish flyers in his time. We discovered that we were both fans of the 1969 film ‘The Battle of Britain’ and exchanged one or two lines from it, such as ‘repeat, please’ or ‘silence in Polish!’

Elmo is a good sort, but last night, after a few drinks, I didn’t think he’d ever stop talking. About anything and everything. After a few general exchanges about the pandemic and how our health was, he told me he’d just finished reading a book which ‘blew the lid off the whole conspiracy theory shebang’, as he phrased it.

 

‘Conspiracy theory?’ I asked (and I knew I shouldn’t be encouraging him, but it was obviously the question to put).

He moved his chair closer to me and lowered his voice. ‘Let me tell you something, Dan,’ he said. ‘The giant corporations know your every move. They know what you buy. They know the internet sites you visit. They know what you like, what you don’t like. Someone, something, somewhere knows everything about you. There is no such thing as anonymity. We’re living in 1984. Big Brother is out there, watching us. It’s sinister corporate voyeurism.’

Actually, Marco told me once that there was no such thing as online anonymity today. But Elmo was sounding a bit like Czajka the time we met up on the green. He  started explaining that these same mega-corporations which knew everything about everybody target individuals with ads, try to influence the way people are likely to vote according to their likes and dislikes and are undermining the entire fabric of western democracy.

‘What I’m saying is, suppose someone goes on the internet, then they need to know that they’re under surveillance by someone or something, somewhere. They can be sure that some big Yankee corporation is watching their every move.' (‘Yankee’? I haven’t heard that term for a while. It’s what people of Elmo’s age use, I suppose). ‘The point is,’ he continued, ‘apart from the feeling that some faceless bogey is looking over your shoulder, there’s also so much of this duff gen online which tries to send you down some gopping rabbit holes when all you wanted to do is have a shufti here and there.' (‘Bogey’? I was thinking. ‘Duff gen’? ‘Gopping’? What language is this?)

 

‘Are you with me, Dan, old man?’

I wouldn’t go so far as to say that I didn’t have the foggiest idea about what he was talking about, since I’m pretty sure I got the general gist (about being aware of invasions of privacy, I think), but I was humouring him, naturally, since I think most people’s default mode in these situations is usually politeness. As for the jargon, it wasn’t exactly like listening to a foreign language, but more like when Czajka and Trojanowski and some other Polish Brits get together and the occasional Polish word starts creeping in to their otherwise English conversation, usually in direct relation to the amount of alcohol consumed. But I was inclined to indulge Elmo a little bit, because a) he’d clearly had a few and mainly because b) I know from what Elmo’s wife (her name is Angela) had told us once, that the surgery he’d undergone a few years ago had basically saved his life.

‘I think I’m with you, Elmo. It sounds to me as if you’re describing the modern world. It’s technology potentially taking over, like one of these sci-fi films.'

 

Later in the evening, after he’d moved to speak with the hosts, he came back to where I was sitting next to Flora. We found out that Elmo was actually a nickname, his first name being Henry, but, as he told us, it was because somehow he had managed to pronounce ‘Henry’ as ‘Elmo’ when he was a child and it had stuck. ‘It’s nothing to do with the Muppet character’, he said, ‘and in the RAF and at work afterwards  I was always Henry.’

‘Like I get called ‘Dan’ or ‘Danny’ but my name is actually Dante.'

 

‘Ah! After the great poet?’

 

‘After my grandfather, actually. He was Italian.’

‘You know,’ he said, ‘I’ve been doing some online language courses – Spanish and Italian - but as soon as this lockdown ends, I’m thinking of going to some actual classes. At my age, would you believe?’

 

‘Why not?’ I said. ‘Great idea.’

We both ended up showing each other photos of our respective families and grandchildren on our phones. ‘Count your blessings, old man,’ he said. ‘Count your blessings because that’s what I do after everything I’ve had thrown at me.’ Not too long after that, I noticed that Angela was looking slightly concerned that Elmo, who had been swaying slightly in his chair after several strong beers, was now being offered a glass of malt whisky by the host. ‘Per ardua ad astra’ said George, raising his glass in a toast. Angela decided it was time for them to go home. ‘Per ardua to my bed,’ said Elmo by way of farewell to the rest of us.

Back home, Flora told me about what Angela had been saying. Their daughter is a doctor and they were both worried sick about her. She is having to deal with patients dying from Covid every day. The public, according to the daughter, doesn’t really have any idea about the conditions in hospitals. Some of the comments by Speedy’s son Ludo, which Greg relays to us now and again, say pretty much the same thing.

So, not exactly a fun evening, but an interesting one. My head’s a bit fuzzy. Not used to socializing and drinking. Strange thing about myself and someone of Elmo’s generation. Even though he insisted on calling me ‘old man’, he’s actually about ten years older than me, I’d guess, in his early eighties. I used to think he was almost from my own parents’ generation, but I think tonight I realized that I could have been kidding myself about the difference in our ages. Delusions of being younger than I actually am. The perennial juvenile in me - still eighteen in my head. Everything is relative, of course. When I see my own grandchildren, it soon puts me in my proper chronological place.

Speaking of which, it’s very sad to see that the great Peter Green has died aged 73. Not that much older than I am now. He influenced so many of us back in the sixties.

Sunday 26 July 2020

 

The weather this morning doesn’t seem too bad and Luisa and Jim say it’s quite clear down where they are, so we’ll take a trip down to Hampshire. Need to see the family.

 

10.30 PM. Not used to driving that kind of distance. Exhausted. Wonderful to be with them, though. Thank God for family.

Monday 27 July 2020

 

I’m trying to avoid the news. Dreamt that this nightmare was over and that all the tin-pot dictators had been voted out of office. Wishful thinking.

 

Catching up with Czajka’s piece on Lorna’s blog. I still can’t figure out who ‘Dizzy Dent’ is supposed to be. It can’t be Czajka himself, can it? It does read as if it’s based on some genuine dissident writer. I know Czajka has some Polish friends who are very much against the current government. Anyway, here’s the rest from Lorna’s blog on Saturday.

The Breloki Courier welcomed his contributions, and he started writing regular satirical pieces, mostly aimed at the leader of the Pozgarenian Popular Party, who, just like many others in the region, presented himself as a ‘strong man’ but also as a ‘man of the people’, even though he was surrounded by security wherever he went.

 

Dent developed a narrative about the ‘Popular Penguin Party’ of Free Penguinia. An example from early in 2016, after the party leader was accused by the former prime minister, now opposition leader, of a cover-up following a financial scandal involving a government minister, appeared with the title: ‘A Statement by the Spokespenguin on Behalf of the Dear Leader Penguin’.

“Just because our glorious party leader, who is otherwise just an ordinary Penguin like you and me, happens to break his promises and lie and cheat, does not make him a dishonest Penguin. I would go further. He is the model of probity. A very upright bird.

 

We Penguins who have lived under the domination of the tyrannous Great White Shark – happily extinct in our glorious state – will know only too well that survival in those days  meant agreeing with those in power that black is white and white is black. This may be confusing in the case of us Penguins, but we managed it, because we knew what was politically expedient. We must still be vigilant, however, and deal with remnants of the white-is-blackists and black-is-whitists in our midst.

We, the truly liberated Penguins of today’s Glorious Republic of Free Penguinia must resist losing our identity in the creeping liberalism coming from the neo-Sharkist Walrus Union (although, of course, we are happy to receive the supply of fish). And, on this note, our astute Penguin population should overlook any questionable dealings of our party leader, who is a bird of the most upright variety, because he will always ensure that we are fed and will admire – having memories of the old days – his wit and cunning and his eye for an opportunity and his ability to outmanoeuvre his sluggish opponents.

 

I am therefore counting on the collective wisdom of all of you fine Penguins and fully expect you to support our Glorious Leader and his close associates and allow him continued rule with unfettered access to the public supply of fish.

 

Long live our Glorious Republic!”

 

End of Part Two - to be continued

Penguins. Czajka has already used this idea.
 

9.30 PM. In the news – Guardian: ‘Coronavirus – global death toll passes 650k as Belgian PM warns of total lockdown’. ‘Europe – Continent braces for second wave’. ‘US – Fauci says vaccine is possible by October but more likely for November’.

Tuesday 28 July 2020

 

5.30 PM. What did I do today? Not much. Chilled. Read. Finishing Czajka’s book. Will write a review as and when.

 

On BBC’s Newsnight, there’s an interview with three US pundits. One of them is from a Republican group which is opposed to Trump and is telling fellow Republicans to vote for the Democrat Biden.

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Fast forward to 2023 and today (26 March, late Sunday evening). I’ve just had a message from Greg who proposes a practice session at his place next weekend. We don’t have to wait until Czajka gets back from the States, he says. We can send him a set list for his approval and get his suggestions. There’s no reason why we can’t work the numbers out without him. Greg says he has a bass guitar he can lend me. It’s years since I’ve played an ordinary guitar, let alone a bass guitar. I think there’s an acoustic guitar somewhere in the house. The nearer we get to a band reunion, the less confident I feel. Maybe I should start practising instead of ploughing through this diary?

 

~~~ 

Chapter Seventeen

Czajka Continues His Story

3 April 2023

We had a practice session with Greg yesterday. Just the two of us. It wasn’t particularly brilliant and there were the usual detours from the proposed playlist while Greg played some tracks he’d recently come across. It reminded me so much of the early days of Kreutz Sungrazer in the sixties when we used to rehearse at Greg’s parents’ house. I’m not sure whether I’d call it a complete waste of time, because we did definitely agree on a few numbers we should do, but the whole thing needs a lot of work and it’s not really the same without a drummer. Greg said he was hoping that Speedy would have joined us but it seems he hasn’t been at all well lately. We’ve pencilled in another session for the middle of the month, by which time Czajka should be back. Hopefully Speedy will join us then.

Flora has had some photos from Marielle. There are a couple with the two of them and Rob doing some sight-seeing in New York City and also a couple with them both wearing sunglasses, Czajka with his trademark backwards baseball cap, against the background of Niagara Falls, which Czajka captions with: ‘Have shades, will travel.’

Szostak in Poland has emailed everyone to say that he believes that whatever the cause of Czajka’s arrest, whether it was a massive misunderstanding or otherwise, there could be a case for compensation from whichever department was responsible. I’m not sure if this is also Czajka’s own opinion. He hasn’t been posting any comments at all on our email group. ‘There will be more to follow, I’m sure,’ writes Szostak. ‘This story isn’t over yet.’

Czajka had mentioned The Count of Monte Cristo earlier and I realized that I have never actually read the book. I saw the Richard Chamberlain 1975 film version so I’ve made a start on the novel and so far, it’s a cracking read. And now I’m back, catching up with the pandemic diary and Lorna’s blog.

About Czajka and his penguin satires at the time of the pandemic, I remember wondering what Lorna made of them. She did actually write to me once, saying that she had got some negative feedback which she didn’t post in the comments section. I don’t know if she ever told Czajka about it, but I did mention to him that perhaps it wasn’t a good idea to post all his political stuff on Lorna’s blog. ‘You can please some of the people all of the time,’ he said, ‘and you can please all of the people some of the time – you know the rest.’

 

‘As long as you please some of the people some of the time,’ I said. ‘Otherwise what are you writing for?’

Saturday 1 August 2020

 

It’s August already. Time whizzes by. Another nice day so I’ll try to do some more stuff outside. We may or may not be socializing this evening – outside, of course, and at a distance.

Checking to see what’s going on – Guardian: ‘Coronavirus – England rocked by easing U-turn as Australia cases mount’.

 

Lorna’s jazz playlist is up on her blog. It was a combined effort, I contributed one or two ideas, but they are mostly her choices:

Victor Tugores – Xubec Time

Jaguar – That’s Your Problem, Baby

Gordon Goodwin’s Big Phat Band – The Jazz Police

GoGo Penguin – Raven

Ezra Collective – The Philosopher

The Crusaders with B.B. King – The Thrill is Gone

Miles Davis (feat. John Coltrane & Bill Evans) – Blue in Green

Herbie Hancock – Cantaloupe Island

Weather Report – Night Passage

Ray Gelato and the Enforcers – Teach Me Tonight

 

And Czajka’s ‘Dizzy Dent’ story is up as well. Here it is:

Part Three

 

It looked as though Dent had found his niche at the Breloki Courier. He kept up to speed with Pozgarenian politics with the online versions of the Pozgarenian papers and his satirical swipes at the ruling party seemed to resonate with many English-speaking expats living in Breloki and elsewhere in Pozgarenia. A few of the locals were a bit defensive, while others welcomed the satire, being clearly unhappy at the direction which the authoritarian government was taking.

There was a national scandal in Pozgarenia when the leader of the liberal opposition party, who had also served a term as prime minister in the previous government was illegally recorded in a fashionable Breloki restaurant where he had been dining with some friends. He was heard to say that he wished that “the current populist gang would all go to hell and then we could have our country back”.

 

The Courier ran another piece by Dent soon afterwards, preceded by another photo of a penguin:  

 

A Statement by the Penguin-in-Chief, Defender of the Penguin Constitution, to his Supporters in the Penguin Party  

Dear friends. It is a complete travesty of the truth – indeed, a vicious lie – to suggest, as has one of my closest associates – (who will soon find himself in the icy wilderness) – that I have always been the most ruthless Penguin in Aquatic Birdland. We are dealing here with lies, lies, and more lies. Also, my party has not brought back the bad old system of the Birds’ Republic of Penguinia under a different name, as has been suggested by a certain disloyal Penguin. Indeed I was in the forefront of the heroic struggle to overthrow that same vile system, the remnants of which I am determined to mop up. Nor am I in thrall to a certain Penguin of the skygazing variety who wants me to be even more radical than I already am and is threatening to pull his support from my Penguin Party.

 

It is a calumny to claim that there is no free speech in our enlightened state. Everyone is perfectly free to criticize our enemies in the Walrus Union just as everyone is perfectly free to reveal the names of domestic traitors and drag them through the mud.

 

It is also a calumny for interfering foreign birds to accuse us of not having a proper judicial system. I have always told my faithful administrators which justice to dispense and which to withhold.

All this is a smokescreen thrown up by the traitor Penguins of the opposition who want to prevent my legitimate re-election and are daring to question my patriotic programme. And if I choose to use the fish supplied by the Walrus Union to prop up my entirely personal, but hugely important schemes (which I don’t, despite appearances), then that is entirely my business and you may be sure that I will not forget which newspaper made a huge issue out of the entire insignificant and totally unremarkable transactions involving my party. And any traitor Penguins can all go to the place mentioned the other day by the Penguin of whom we do not speak.

 

Thank you and have a nice day.

Is that it? Same old satirical stuff from Czajka. 

 

There’s nothing new on his website, either. Still the same plug for his ‘Ramblings’ book. I  haven’t decided whether I’m enjoying it or not. It is quite interesting in places, but I don’t really know what market he’s aiming it for. Maybe he’s just writing for a select few?

11 PM. We had a few socially-distanced drinks with some friends a few streets away outside in their garden. Weather warm enough to sit out there all evening. Five of us, eating, drinking, chatting, listening to music. What could be better? Almost like there isn’t a pandemic all around us.

 

I don’t think I’ll even bother looking at the news tonight.

Sunday 2 August 2020

 

Another beautiful day outside. Up reasonably early.

 

9.30 AM. In the news – Guardian: ‘Live – coronavirus – Victoria declares state of disaster and nightly curfew for Melbourne’. ‘UK – Risk of coronavirus resurgence poses dilemma for Boris Johnson’. ‘Migration – Brexit fuels brain drain as skilled Britons head to the EU’. ‘Donald Trump – media to be banned from Republican convention’. ‘In a modern first, the press will not be present when the GOP votes to renominate Donald Trump for president’. ‘Belarus – is this the end for ‘Europe’s last dictator?’’

 

A look at the news last thing at night: Guardian: ‘Confirmed UK cases: 304,695, new cases: 744, UK deaths: 46,201’.

Tuesday 4 August 2020

         

I’ll be ignoring the news until later. Will do some work outside. 

 

4.45 PM. Reasonably pleased with myself. Did a few necessary things out there. Pacing myself.

 

10.30 PM. I’ve started on ‘The Plague’ by Camus. One of many books I’ve been meaning to read for years. Now’s the appropriate time.

 

In the news – Guardian: ‘Neil Young – artist sues Donald Trump campaign for using his music’.  ‘US – Biden tells Trump ‘step up and do your job’ over Covid-19 death toll’.

Wednesday 5 August 2020

 

Slightly cooler today. In the news – Guardian: ‘Coronavirus – global death toll passes 700,000’.

         

         

Thursday 6 August 2020

 

Not so sunny this morning, but still dry and warm.

Checking out the news – Guardian: ‘Facebook – Trump post removed over false Covid-19 claim for first time’. ‘Video in which Trump wrongly said kids were ‘almost immune’ from illness also prompted Twitter to ban president’s re-election campaign account’. ‘US – Trump again claims Covid-19 ‘will go away’ as Fauci warns of long road ahead’.

 

I’m not sure what the next music playlist is going to be on Lorna’s blog. Trojanowski has said I should do a fifties and sixties playlist and he can throw in a few suggestions. I could do that and throw in a couple of Elmo’s ideas, because the last time I saw him, he was telling me he’s been following Lorna’s blog most of the time and he liked my playlists and that he’s a big fifties music fan.

 

Very warm evening. Czajka and Marielle came round and we all sat outside with eats and drinks, listening to music. Czajka said that Trojanowski has finished reading his book and has promised to post a review. I told him I’m nearing the end. I didn’t tell him that I really struggled in places.

Friday 7 August 2020

 

Very warm again.

In the news – Guardian: 'Weather – Met Office issues amber health alert for potentially hottest day of year’. ‘US elections 2020 – Donald Trump claims Joe Biden is ‘against God’’.

2 PM. Have been indoors. Much cooler than outside where it’s 39 degrees in the shade (!). I don’t think I’ll be doing anything out there today. Sweltering. Sitting inside, with a fan switched on, reading the Camus book. The preacher has just told his congregation that they all deserve the calamity which has befallen them.

Saturday 8 August 2020

 

Marginally cooler this morning, but it looks like another sweltering day ahead. Will avoid the news and do a bit in the garden – the plants need watering – and then I’ll do a bit of reading.

11 AM. Here’s Dizzy Dent, Part Four, on Lorna’s blog. It has come to something when Czajka’s story is the highlight of the week.

Dent continued to submit his satirical pieces to the Breloki Courier. Although initially they seemed to have found a positive reaction from some expats living in Pozgarenia, who agreed that the new government was displaying  more and more autocratic tendencies, there were also English-speaking below-the-line commentators, some anonymous, others with clearly Pozgarenian names, who took issue with Dent’s satirical swipes. Dent very often couldn’t resist engaging with the critics, so that major polemical exchanges ensued, sometimes longer than the original article.

 

Here is another of Dent’s pieces, which appeared in 2016:

A Press Conference:

Spokespenguin Answers Questions from Foreign Correspondents

 

Spokespenguin: I’ll take a question from the puffin.

Press Puffin: Thank you. I’m from the P.P.C.

Spokespenguin: The P.P.C.?

Press Puffin: The Pelican and Puffin Collective. There are reports that your leader is having some trouble at the moment, and revelations about his financial dealings continue to appear. It seems possible that he will lose the coming elections. Does he plan to retire from politics when he is voted out?

Spokespenguin: He will not be voted out.

Press Puffin: How can you be so sure?

Spokespenguin: We will make sure he isn’t voted out.

Press Puffin: But that’s not cricket, old chap.

Spokespenguin: But we don’t play cricket here, old chap. I’ll take a question from the auk.

Press Auk: I represent AUK Media.

Spokespenguin: AUK Media? Never heard of it.

Press Auk: The Arctic Unbiased Korporation. Is it not the case that an extremely influential Penguin – I will not name names – has been accused of trying to gain advantage by cheating? Can you comment?

Spokespenguin: Quite untrue. But even if it were true, which it is not, that would not make him or his Penguin Party fundamentally dishonest, because, as we Penguins know only too well, black can often be confused with white and vice versa. And we are all birds of the extremely upright variety, particularly our Penguin-in-Chief.

Press Auk: Is there any truth in the assertion that the Penguin Party is trying to deflect attention from its current troubles involving a fish transaction with a cormorant by alleging that prominent members of the Penguin Opposition are guilty of their own fishy dealings?

Spokespenguin: Are you suggesting that we indulge in whataboutism? That would be quite false. It is now time to put these scurrilous allegations to one side and swim together as a community of aquatic birds.

Press Auk: Thank you.

B.B. Seagull: Is there any truth in the rumour that a cormorant was cheated out of some haddock and –

Spokespenguin: The cormorant allegations are sub judice at the moment. No cormorant comment. Next.

Walter Fowl of Seamews: Hello. I am from a distant island with a long tradition of Aquatic Birdocracy and the media organisation which I represent is well known for its unbiased reporting –

Spokespenguin: Our Penguin Party will be the judge of that. Seamews tends to present our Penguin Party in the most unfavourable light, it has to be said. What is your question?

Walter Fowl: There are reports that your leader is having some trouble at the moment, and revelations about his extraordinary appetite for fish continue to appear.

Deputy Party Chairbird: Gentlebirds of the foreign press, may I stress that the fish stories are all planted by our enemies and detractors and are designed purely to discredit our party. Nevertheless, in the interests of transparency, our Leader has assured us all that he will have himself investigated by the Justice Minister who will undoubtedly find him quite innocent.

Spokespenguin: Thank you, Mr Deputy Chairbird. But the allegations about the opposition Penguins must be pursued, of course. If any observer imagines that we are suddenly manufacturing allegations against prominent birds from the opposition whom we suspect of receiving illicit fish as a way of distracting from our current – er – from the current misunderstanding, they could not be more wrong. And on the subject of totally unfounded alleged irregularities respecting our glorious Leader and his dealing with foreign businessbirds and his relationship with the Fish Supply of Aquatic Birdland, may I say this: The allegations that our top Penguins crave only unfettered access to the public supply of fish, or that a cormorant was cheated out of some salmon can be dismissed as the crude propaganda of malcontents and wreckers. To counter this misinformation and to ensure objective coverage of our glorious project, we will penguinise all media outlets in Aquatic Birdland. Meanwhile, you can be sure that pollsters are right when they predict another resounding win for the Penguin Party.

~~~

 

Judging by the increasingly hostile comments appearing underneath Dent’s pieces in the Breloki Courier, his satirical swipes at the ruling party were getting under the skins of the party faithful. He continued to argue with the commentators, undeterred.

 

We met up one time for a lunchtime drink at his local pub in North London and he told me that the idea of penguins seemed particularly appropriate for a political party which clearly sees everything in terms of black and white. If a bird is not a supporter of the Penguin Party, for instance – then he or she is likely to be a traitor. Puffins can blend into the Birdland mainstream, but pelicans, not to mention cormorants and seagulls, could  feel excluded by the dominance of penguins.

 

End of Part Four

More penguins. How many more penguin satires will Lorna put up with on her blog? What I’m getting from all of this is that Czajka seems to be writing about a real person. But who? Who do we know who was exiled from his own country? Or is this one of Czajka’s elaborate inventions? On the other hand, I don’t actually know all of Czajka’s friends, of course, so it could be a portrait of one of them. Who knows? Only Czajka himself, I guess.

 

There haven’t been any comments about any of the music playlists for a while, but someone just suggested ‘Misty’ by Stan Getz for the last jazz playlist, so Lorna has posted a link to a clip of the music.

 

Last thing at night. Sitting outside, trying to cool down with a beer or two.

Sunday 9 August 2020

 

6 PM. Incredibly hot. Feeling totally lethargic and wiped out. Haven’t done much. Tried to sit outside to read, but it’s just too hot. Sitting indoors with a fan next to me, scanning the news. Guardian: ‘UK daily infections pass 1,000 as Greece posts highest single rise’. ‘Global report – US nears 5m milestone, New Zealand goes 100 days without local transmission’. ‘Only half of Britons would definitely have Covid-19 vaccination’.

 

9 PM. Election in Belarus. According to some reports, the challenger got over 98% of the vote, but it looks like the current president is determined to cling to power. Protests and demonstrations. Clashes with police in Minsk.

Monday 10 August 2020

 

Another hot day. In the news – Guardian: ‘Belarus election – opposition candidate rejects result after night of protests’. ‘Coronavirus – Australia records deadliest day as global cases near 20 million’.

 

5.30 PM. Sweltering. Too hot to work outside. Too hot even to sit in the shade in the garden. Temperature reads 38 degrees in the shade right now. The only place is in front of a fan, drinking iced water.

 

In the news – there are continuing protests in Belarus. The opposition candidate has disappeared. Crackdown on demonstrations by the regime. Some international expressions of condemnation. This could go on for a long time.

Tuesday 11 August 2020

 

Slightly cooler this morning. Thunderstorms are forecast. The Belarus opposition candidate is outside the borders of the country.

6.30 PM. Have done nothing useful except reading. The heat has made me utterly lethargic. In ‘The Plague’ there is also intense heat in Oran. Rambert the journalist is planning his escape from the plague-stricken town.

9.30 PM. Biden has picked Kamala Harris as his running mate. Choosing a woman seems like a clever move.

 

Wednesday 12 August 2020

 

Another hot day. There were no storms overnight despite the forecasts, but there are supposed to be some later today. It feels like it.

1.30 PM. Guardian: ‘Economy – UK plunges into deepest recession since records began’. ‘Belarus protests – more than 6,000 arrested, says interior ministry’. ‘US – good day for our country; Democrats hail Kamala Harris as VP pick’. ‘Global report – New Zealand begins mass testing as Australia records deadliest day’. 

 

3.15 PM. Thunder and rain, but not much. Will it cool things down?

 

~~~

8 April 2023

 

Easter weekend. There wasn’t much point in us rehearsing again because Czajka will be back next week. Izabela’s parents are over from Poland for Easter as well, so I don’t think Greg would have been able to make it.  Hopefully we can arrange a practice session for next Saturday or Sunday.  

 

Pete’s When in Frome blog is up and running. He sent me a link. ‘I’ll be avoiding anything controversial here,’ he writes. ‘This blog is a politics-free zone.’

There are some great atmospheric landscape photos of places in the vicinity of Frome and some terrific ones taken during our trips to Bath and Bradford-on-Avon. Pete has also decided to post some random playlists, featuring some of his favourite sounds. He might have taken a leaf out of Lorna’s ‘theme’ idea from the time of the pandemic which I showed him. He’s starting with geography: song titles which include names of specific places. He has a few up already:

Jeff Beck with Gary U.S. Bonds & Jason Rebello – New Orleans

Vargas Blues Band – Buenos Aires Blues

UB40 – Kingston Town           

Gerry Rafferty - Baker Street

The Beatles – Kansas City/Hey Hey Hey

Electric Light Orchestra – Last Train to London

Kathleen Edwards – Goodnight, California

 

‘Can I post the link to your blog to my email friends?’ I ask him. ‘I’m sure someone will have some ideas.’

 

‘Please do,’ he writes back. ‘Many hands make possible the journey of a thousand miles. I think it was Julius Caesar who said that. Although I could be wrong, of course. It might have been Garibaldi.’

 

I resist the temptation to elaborate on Pete’s throwaway hybrid proverb joke. Many hands would, indeed, be needed to make possible a journey such as the Mille Miglia.

 

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Chapter Eighteen

A Dissident on Paper and Dissidents on the Streets

9 April 2023

I’m finding The Count of Monte Cristo a thoroughly compelling read, even if it stretches credibility now and then. The plot seems so much more sprawling and many-stranded than in the film adaptations (I’m also watching an Italian version which went out as a TV series in the sixties). In the book, I’m past the chapter where poisons are being discussed. Is the worst fear of a poisoner the idea that he/she might end up being poisoned him/herself, according to the ‘living by the sword’ maxim?

The character of the Count is problematic. He is, after all, a slave-owner, even if that accusation can be countered by the fact that the individuals in question are indebted to him for their lives and would not think of leaving him. As one of the other characters says to the Count: ‘You call her your slave and yet you treat her like a princess.’ There is also the aspect of him not seeming to be particularly concerned about consorting with bandits to achieve his aims. All in all, it’s a fascinating study of the centuries-old question of the fine line separating justice from revenge.

But is Czajka seriously comparing his own treatment to that of the prisoner Dantès? Who is his Villefort, his Morcerf, his Danglars? Where are the people responsible for his house arrest?

Reading the pandemic diary I noticed that I relied on the UK’s Guardian online newspaper quite a bit since it isn’t behind a paywall, unlike The Telegraph or The Times. (The Telegraph’s headlines are usually enough to give an idea of the content of the article). I noticed also that I skipped some days in the diary here and there. I can’t remember why. I know I finished writing it not too long after the US election, my formative childhood and teenage years at the US Forces school in Munich giving me a long-standing interest in American affairs, and by that time there was Christmas on the horizon and things to do. I’m still going through it now because, as Magnus Magnusson famously said: ‘I’ve started so I’ll finish.’

Lorna has sent me a message asking if I’m familiar with the composer and pianist Maria Szymanowska, contemporary of Chopin’s, whom she has just discovered. ‘No’, I reply, ‘but I’ll check out her music. By the way, are you ever going to post anything else on your blog? It’s been frozen now for over two years, hasn’t it?’ ‘I’ve been working on other things,’ replies Lorna, ‘but you never know. I might revive it. I was thinking of perhaps getting some people to do book reviews. I read your friend Czajka’s book, by the way. I think you need to be Polish to fully appreciate it. But it was interesting in parts. Are you planning to review it? If you do, I can post it, if you like. Also,’ she adds, ‘what’s the story about his arrest in Krakow? Does anyone know?’

'We’ll probably find out when he gets back from the States,’ I message back, ‘but I’m not sure if he’ll be writing about it anywhere. I don’t think he wants to publicize it.’

‘I’ll be coming down to London soon’, replies Lorna. ‘I’ve got my niece from New Zealand staying with me for a while and she wants to see the British Museum, so maybe I’ll time it so that I can see Marielle after she and Czajka get back from the States.’

As a matter of fact, Marielle has been in touch with Flora, and she reports that Czajka is talking about seeing a lawyer as soon as they get back.

Saturday 15 August 2020

 

Much cooler today, thankfully. Managed to do a few things around the house and garden.  
 

6.30 PM. I had even forgotten to check out Lorna’s blog. My ‘Fifties and Sixties’ playlist is there. The Shadows number is by special request of Elmo. The poor guy has been taken into hospital. Not sure what the problem is.

Quincy Jones – Soul Bossa Nova

Little Richard – The Girl Can’t Help It

The Valentinos – It’s All Over Now

Shep and the Limelites – Daddy’s Home

The Platters – The Great Pretender

The Marcels – Blue Moon

Elvis Presley – Good Rockin’ Tonight

The Monotones – Book of Love

Ben E. King & the Drifters – This Magic Moment

The Chordettes – Mr Sandman

The Shadows – Foot Tapper

The Chantays – Pipeline

The Del-Vikings – Come Go With Me

Frankie Lymon & the Teenagers – Why Do Fools Fall in Love

Danny & the Juniors – At The Hop

The Flamingos – I Only Have Eyes For You

The Ventures – Walk Don’t Run

The Beach Boys – Please Let Me Wonder

The Beatles – There’s A Place

The Rolling Stones – Not Fade Away

The Swinging Blue Jeans – You’re No Good

Cilla Black – You’re My World

Lengthy video call with Marco and Stella. They sound worried about us. No need. No need. We’re fine.

 

Lorna has posted the continuation of Czajka’s Dizzy Dent story.

Part Five

 

Dent came home one day from his mini-cabbing shift to find his wife in tears.

 

‘What’s wrong? What’s happened?’

 

‘Yesterday was our anniversary. And you completely forgot. I was waiting for something. A card maybe. Some flowers. Anything. You’ve done this before.’

 

‘Oh my God,’ he thought. It’s true. He’d been so wrapped up in his writing for the Courier that it had completely slipped his mind.

 

‘When will you stop this satire – these stupid polemics or politics or whatever it is you’re doing? You’re obsessed. How important is it? You’re not living there any more. Why do you care? We’re British now. Our life is here. If you don’t stop, I’m leaving. I mean it.’

 

‘OK. I’ll forget about writing for the Courier. I’ve got an idea for a book about Pozgarenian history. It’ll be completely non-political.’

 

His wife said nothing.

 

He missed writing his polemical pieces but he carried on working, tinkering with the idea for a book. Meanwhile, he followed developments in Pozgarenia as usual. Various independent media outlets  reported about increasing government authoritarianism, attempts to politicize the judiciary, increasingly strident anti-EU rhetoric, even though the vast majority of the population was firmly in favour of European Union membership. Stories appeared about the ruling party indulging in electronic eavesdropping on opposition figures. Critics were being targeted.

 

Mrs Dent still seemed unhappy, even though he assured her that he wasn’t writing for the Breloki Courier any more. ‘But you’re still following politics there, aren’t you?’

 

‘It’s all inter-connected,’ he said. ‘It’s global’.

 

‘Oh no! Are you going to tell me about global conspiracies? I don’t want to hear another word about any of this!’

 

Dent could not share his thoughts with her. There was one friend of his, also from Pozgarenia, who he used to go drinking with, but because of the lockdown, he hadn’t really been communicating with him, other than in remote quiz nights by video link. For the moment, he set down his thoughts on paper.

 

End of Part Five

I thought Czajka’s contributions to Lorna’s blog might have lightened up the mood a bit, since things are so relentlessly grim everywhere, but I’m finding them mostly quite bizarre. His book, thankfully, makes for more entertaining reading.

Monday 17 August 2020

 

Up early for some reason. Another cooler day. In the news: The Independent reports that ‘UK refuses to recognize Belarus election result, the Foreign Secretary has said’. There’s also a comment from someone who says that the only two countries in Europe which still use the First Past the Post voting system are the UK and Belarus. Greg emails: ‘The UK needs to do something. The current system is a relic of Victorian politics and simply does not represent the voters.’

 

Flora phoned Angela to find out how Elmo was. Apparently it was a residual and recurring problem from his major op a few years ago. They are keeping him in for a few days.

 

I wasn’t able to do any work outside. Rain on and off.

 

 

Tuesday 18 August 2020

         

8.30 AM. Email from Lorna saying maybe I’d consider compiling a few tracks to put on her blog under the title ‘Opposition Lives Matter’. ‘Just a half dozen or so’, she says. ‘No pressure. Only if you feel like it’.

 

11.30 AM. I’ve sent her this list, so she can choose the ones she likes:

Aretha Franklin – People Get Ready

The Animals – I’m Going to Change the World

Tower of Power – Time Will Tell   

Beth Nielsen Chapman – Free

Talk Talk – It’s My Life

The Rolling Stones – Time Is On My Side

The Hollies – We’re Through

 

 

2 PM. The entire list is up there already. And Lorna has added a couple of numbers of her own:

Lissie – Don’t You Give Up on Me

Norman Connors – The Creator Has a Master Plan

Wednesday 19 August 2020

 

Up early. Quick look at the news – Guardian: ‘Environment – ‘Another two years lost to climate inaction, says Greta Thunberg’. ‘Coronavirus – global cases pass 22m as Australian PM says vaccine will be mandatory’. ‘Female leaders – countries led by women handled coronavirus better, study suggests’.

It has been raining so I won’t be doing anything in the garden. Thankfully, the heatwave is over.

 

I’ve finished Czajka’s book and I’ve been making notes as I went along. I’ll have to take some time and compress them into a decent and fair-minded book review. There’s some very thoughtful stuff there, but also some plainly silly and self-indulgent material.  The trouble is, I know him pretty well after all these years and I think I know his intentions. He has already had some positive reviews from a few of his friends but what will count are reviews of his book from people who don’t know him at all.

6 PM. A look at what’s happening – Guardian: ‘Barack Obama to warn that democracy itself is on the line in November election’. ‘Coronavirus – Spain and Italy report high increase in cases; Mykonos bans parties and festivities’. ‘Italy – nation at a crossroads as fears grow of Covid-19 second wave’. ‘Australian PM backtracks on plan to make coronavirus vaccine mandatory’.

Czajka and Trojanowski are commenting on the situation in Belarus on our email loop. It seems an EU commissioner, a Frenchman, has said that ‘Belarus is not in Europe’. Czajka makes an immediate comment referencing Voltaire and his negative view of Central and Eastern Europe, which set the tone, according to him, for the Western view of the East. ‘Would the residents of St Petersburg or Moscow consider themselves somewhere beyond European civilization?’ he asks. Czajka does seem to have a personal grudge against Voltaire.

Thursday 20 August 2020

 

Cool, sunny but windy.

In the news – Guardian: ‘Democratic Convention – Kamala Harris accepts vice-presidential nomination and condemns Trump’. ‘Obama delivers withering attack on Trump’.

Czajka is still on about being ‘fair to Voltaire’ (which features in his ‘Ramblings’ book). He writes on our email loop: ‘Maybe the pen-pal and admirer of Catherine just didn’t know about her crushing of the Pugachev Rebellion. And he wasn’t alive by the time her army slaughtered the inhabitants of Warsaw’s Praga district in 1794’. Wow. It seems almost personal with Czajka. I remember him telling me once, not only that some of his own family members perished in the 1944 Wola massacre in Warsaw, but that there was also some family connection with the 1794 massacre. He never calls her ‘Catherine the Great’, only the ‘Empress Catherine’ and reminds whoever happens to be listening to him that she was born a Prussian, not Russian. Even though I’ve known Czajka for years, I confess I don’t know details of his family history. But it’s probably true to say that most people of his and my generation with any Polish connections, had parents, grandparents, or other family members who went through wartime tragedies of some kind, some more horrible than others, but all marking them for the rest of their lives to a greater or lesser degree.

4 PM. Guardian: ‘London – ‘bored’ ravens straying from Tower as tourist numbers fall’. ‘The Crown will fall and Britain with it, according to a superstition, if the Tower of London ravens are lost or fly away’. (This from an entry in Wikipedia).

Elmo is back home, reports Angela. Everything’s OK. So that’s some good news. 

 

7.30 PM. New York Times opinion: ‘The Trump campaign accepted Russian help to win in 2016. Case closed’. ‘Top Republican National Security officials say they will vote for Biden’.

Friday 21 August 2020

 

10.15 AM. We were supposed to be driving down to Luisa and Jim’s for a barbecue, but since the weather is very windy and it looks like rain, we’re going to meet somewhere halfway and have a socially-distanced pub lunch. They’ve found a suitable place. It’s raining here already.

7 PM. Nice lunch. Indoors in the pub. Felt a bit uncomfortable. All precautions taken, waiter, waitress service only – all staff wearing full-face visors. Still, good to see family under any circumstances.

Guardian: ‘Boris Johnson – MPs pushing for Russian interference inquiry threaten to sue PM’ (‘cross-party group says it will take action if PM fails to order independent investigation’). ‘Coronavirus – WHO hopes crisis can be over within two years’. ‘US elections – trouble for Trump as Fox News praises ‘enormously effective Biden speech’.

Saturday 22 August 2020

 

Up early. Sunny outside, but still quite windy.

I can see that the next part of Czajka’s story is up. I’ll have a read in a minute. Checking on what’s happening first. Guardian: ‘Coronavirus – UK tourists race home to beat quarantine rules’. ‘Belarus protests – Minsk still in revolt after week of fear, pride and hope’.

On Lorna’s blog, the story of Dizzy Dent, part six:

Once, when Dent and his wife were entertaining some friends for dinner, the husband of the couple, a fellow Pozgarenian, said: ‘You think 1984 was a fantasy? Someone or something is listening in to our conversation. Right now.’

 

‘What?’ said Dent. ‘How -?’

 

The friend put his finger to his lips and motioned to Dent to step outside into the garden.

 

‘Everything anyone does nowadays,’ he said, once they were out on the patio, ‘is being monitored or recorded by them. It’s a surveillance society’.

 

‘Them?’

 

‘It’s a global enterprise. They instal governments. They spy on dissidents. You wouldn’t believe what they get up to. You’d better believe that someone, somewhere, knows everything that you’re doing every minute of the day.’

 

Dent didn’t know whether to take his friend seriously or not.

 

‘Listen, Dent. You upset some important people back home with your satires and polemics. You never know, but someone might be trying to dig some dirt on you. To compromise you. To blackmail you when the time comes’.

 

‘I haven’t written any satirical stuff for ages. I’m working on a book. But anyway, they won’t find anything even if they did manage to spy on me.’

 

‘I’m just warning you, Dent. I know that they’ve been spying on me for a long time’.

 

‘How do you know that?’

 

‘You know that I was an investigative journalist back home. I was getting close to some very dark stuff going on in government circles and I suspected they’d try some tricks to try to discredit me. But even here, in London, I always felt I was being watched. I can’t tell you how or why I felt that. I just sort of knew it. I always assumed that my phone was tapped, for instance, back home, but also here. And then I read a book by a whistle-blower about what they can do nowadays’.

 

‘What?’

 

‘Well, this is the thing. If I told you, you wouldn’t believe me. And also, if I told you, I would be compromising British security. If there is such a thing as British security, that is.’

 

‘This is some totally weird stuff you’re telling me’.

 

‘There is no such thing as privacy in this day and age. The only way to be secure is to be off-grid somewhere, out in the sticks with the sheep and the cows.’

 

‘But why would anyone want to take any interest in me, a mini-cab driver and former satirist?’

 

‘I told you. Your satires upset some of the high and mighty back in Pozgarenia.’

 

They went back indoors.

 

End of part six

Now that is totally weird. Is this Czajka making his supposedly Pozgarenian character sound convincing? It doesn’t work for me. What’s he trying to say with all this? That we’re in a surveillance society? I seriously think old Czajka has some kind of disorder, if his Dizzy Dent character is at all autobiographical. Maybe this is what happens to people with very active imaginations. I’m starting to feel a bit differently about him. Maybe I’d better go easy on some of his more flippant stories in his ‘Ramblings’ book when I get around to writing the review.

 

Monday 24 August 2020

 

7.15 PM. I try to be fairly disciplined and check the news, read books, listen to new music, work outside if the weather is OK, but today, for some reason, I’ve been hit with a bout of lethargy. Ended up vegging out in front of the TV – which I hardly ever watch – in the middle of a David Attenborough programme about mountain lions in Wyoming. The cats are a prey to hunters! Why would anyone want to shoot these animals? For food? Stupid question. It’s for sport. What is the matter with some creatures who call themselves human beings?

9.30 PM. Peaceful protests in Belarus continue, but some individuals are being detained, among them a woman who won the Nobel Prize for literature a few years ago. So a writer is a threat to the enforcers of the regime? The keyboard being mightier than the Kalashnikov. What is the matter with the world right now?

Tuesday 25 August 2020

 

Miserable out there this morning. Raining and blowing a gale. A day for being grateful for a roof over one’s head.

 

In the online Telegraph today, the former Conservative leader William Hague writes that from the UK’s point of view, we’d be better off with a Biden/Harris win in the States in November. For this, he gets a ton of flak in the comments section.

 

I’m finishing the Camus book. Reading others at the same time, as usual. A Betjeman anthology - the voice of a vanishing England.

Watched Kenneth Branagh’s ‘Henry V’ again. Stupendous achievement. And the Bard could certainly write a mean word or two.

 

‘We few, we happy few, we band of brothers.’

 

~~~ 

Chapter Nineteen

An Ending and a Beginning

15 April 2023

 

Greg had planned a practice session for this weekend now that Czajka is back, but Mateusz and Sophie have come over from France and they’ll all be going down to visit Devon and Cornwall. Czajka says he’ll see us in a week or so. He’s not sure how long they’ll be away. It’s proving quite difficult to pin him down for any rehearsing. We haven’t actually seen him yet, although Flora met up for a coffee with Marielle and another one of their friends yesterday. Apparently Czajka has been communicating with the Krakow lawyer. ‘He’s like a dog with a bone,’ Marielle said. ‘He won’t let this go.’

 

~~~

There were quite a few responses to Pete’s geography idea, many of them from friends in our email group. Here’s a list he has just posted:

 

Joyce Cooling  - Savannah

Simon and Garfunkel – The 59th Street Bridge Song (Feelin’ Groovy)

Jeff Beck (feat. Olivia Safe) – Elegy for Dunkirk

Toumani Diabaté – Boulevard de l’indépendance

Anouar Brahem – Stopover at Djibouti 

Donald Fagen – Florida Room 

Ray Charles – Georgia on My Mind 

Coldplay (with Rihanna) – Princess of China 

The Beginning of the End – Funky Nassau pts 1 & 2 

Humphrey Lyttelton – Beale Street Blues

Someone wrote in asking if The Small Faces’ Itchycoo Park was a real place? Someone else suggested Land of a Thousand Dances by Wilson Pickett and Wonderful Land by The Shadows.

  

~~~

My thoughts about Czajka’s book begin here, from the diary, dated August 2020:

Thursday 27 August 2020

 

11 AM. I have just realized that I promised Lorna I’d compile another playlist for sometime soon. It completely slipped my mind. It won’t take me long, but on what theme? Lorna did suggest something  a while ago, when she was listening to some Spanish music, that maybe we could both choose some non-English language numbers. I might do that. I’ll send her an email and see if she has any favourites of her own to start with. I could call it a ‘world music playlist’. Greg would also be the person to collaborate on that, with his liking for music less familiar. I’ll consult with him as well.

 

2 PM. Forgetting about the news for a while. The grass needs cutting and then I’ll work on the non-English language playlist. I’ve already got a couple of Polish tracks, which were suggested by Izabela a while ago. Lorna likes the idea of a ‘world music’ playlist.

 

5 PM. Guardian: ‘Coronavirus – Europe sees increase in infections among younger people, says WHO chief.’

 

I need to start on Czajka’s book review. Maybe tomorrow.

Finished ‘The Plague’. What a book. Will need to read some more Camus. There’s a film version online so I might check that out.

Friday 28 August 2020

 

Wet outside. A bit dismal. I’m ignoring the news and making a start on the book review. I made a few notes as I went along, so I’m going to try to condense all of them into some kind of coherent whole.

 

It’s a medium-length book – 241 pages. The cover is from a photo which Flora took when we were up North in the Lake District a few years ago. She gets a credit, of course. Czajka had asked if she had anything suitable to go with his ‘Ramblings and Fantasies’ title. It’s a view of a hillside path meandering down to a lake with woods and hills on the other side in the background.

The blurb on the back says simply: ‘Random ramblings from Augustyn Czajka – a collection of essays, satires and fantasies’.

There are sixteen chapters arranged in three parts. Part One is called ‘On a Polish Theme’, Part Two is called ‘Satires and Fantasies’ and Part Three is ‘Random Essays’ and there only two of those.

 

~~~

I’ll return to the diary and Czajka’s book, but in the meantime, I notice there are more ideas on Pete’s ‘geography’ theme:

Greg (who uses his real name on our email loop, but usually posts as Jimi Garibaldi on social media and elsewhere) suggests Mark Knopfler and James Taylor with Sailing to Philadelphia, Spanish Moon by Little Feat, Europa (Earth’s Cry Heaven’s Smile) by Santana, Parisienne Walkways by Gary Moore with Phil Lynott, Statesboro Blues by Taj Mahal and Solsbury Hill by Peter Gabriel.

Lorna has written in with Miles Davis – Concierto de Aranjuez: Adagio, Birdland by Weather Report, and Las Vegas Tango by Gary Burton. Pete seems to have started something here.

 

~~~

Saturday 29 August 2020

 

Weather overcast. Things still tense in Belarus. 

 

Here’s the final part of Czajka’s story which Lorna has posted:

Dizzy Dent, part seven (final part)

 

After the strange conversation with his friend, Dent himself suddenly started behaving as if he was Winston Smith in ‘1984’. He wondered whether his friend was right and whether every electronic device in the house had him under observation. He spent more and more time outside, jogging in his local park, or sitting in their tiny garden, making notes for his projected book. He cancelled his social media accounts. He stopped commenting on politics, whether domestic or international, not even hiding behind an alias. He even had suspicions that Pozgarenian Intelligence had tipped off the British Secret Services and that these were now taking an interest in him. His friend had said: ‘Don’t think that you’re safe from surveillance here in England. Why do you think sensational tabloid stories about the Royals or celebs are so popular? Because there are a lot of people here who want to know other people’s business. Nosy parkers. Curtain-twitchers.’

 

In his lucid moments, Dent wondered if he was actually going mad. Why would anyone outside of Pozgarenia be remotely interested in him? His friend saw conspiracies everywhere. He said that huge international companies, which were more powerful than governments or security agencies, were using sophisticated tracking and surveillance methods to glean information about individuals for their own commercial gains, or passing that information on to other nefarious agencies who were subverting democracies for other crooked and sinister actors. The whole thing, he said, was a quagmire of corrupt and often criminal, practices. A police state, the friend had called it, but invisible and sprawling all over the countries whose inhabitants increasingly relied on social media for interacting with others. There were virtually no checks on these companies and not only were they able to access people’s privacy, they also allowed hate-mongers to spew their trolling hatred and penetrate just about everywhere. It sounded like a nightmare scenario, Dent’s friend had said, but it wasn’t a nightmare – it was reality.

 

But was he, Dent, so significant that any of these agencies would place him under surveillance?

Dent ended up moving down to Cornwall and let me know immediately how happy he was down there. He told me he’d given up on writing and had taken up painting the beautiful picturesque scenery.

Six months after he moved, his wife told me he had been undergoing some kind of psychiatric therapy. A year later, I had lost touch with him completely. Two years after that, my wife had a letter from Dent’s wife. He had been admitted into a psychiatric hospital with an unspecified cognitive disorder. I haven’t heard anything of him since.

 

End of story

Wow. So what do I make of all that? What a peculiar narrative. Czajka was right when he said the story would be Kafkaesque. Is this really the way he thinks? What will be the reaction to this? I’ll have to wait and see. I don’t know what to say.

 

2 PM. No comments about Czajka’s story. I have a feeling everyone’s just too flabbergasted by it. Was it thinly-disguised fact? Was it in any way autobiographical? If not, then who was it based on? Or else, was it totally made up? You never know with Czajka. This is one of the problems I’m having with his ‘Ramblings and Fantasies’ book. When is he being serious and factual and when is he just inventing things?

I’m actually a bit worried about his own mental equilibrium, especially as his Dizzy Dent character ends up in a psychiatric hospital. I know Czajka stopped writing his satirical pieces and was working on his book. I’ve hardly seen him since this lockdown began. I said I would make allowances for his rather silly stories in the ‘Ramblings’ book, and maybe I should concentrate on the book review. I’ll be as positive as I can be.

~~~

 

Last thing at night. We decided to have a mini-socially-distanced barbecue with a few friends. It’s August and we ended up sitting outside, freezing with hats and blankets and thick jumpers. Crazy.

 

 

Sunday 30 August 2020

 

3 PM. More huge demos in Belarus – all peaceful. Regime sends in riot police. Why are they sending in riot police against people who haven’t rioted at all since these protests began? These are the most peaceful, disciplined, stoic protests I think I’ve ever seen.

 

More news – Guardian: ‘Exclusive – Four-day working week could create half a million new jobs in UK, study says’. ‘Glastonbury – Festival aiming to return in June, says Emily Eavis’. ‘Coronavirus – global cases pass 25m’. ‘Germany – anti-corona extremists try to storm parliament’.

 

I finished watching ‘The Plague’ film from 1992. Set in South America and they made the character of Rambert a woman. I thought that the book was unfilmable, but this was rather good.

 

 

Monday 31 August 2020

 

I’ll have a look at the news later, but the email exchanges on our loop right now between Czajka, Trojanowski – and Izabela has joined in – are all about the forty years of Poland’s Solidarity movement. Czajka is saying that the current ruling party in Poland is more or less trying to erase Lech Wałesa from history. Is this some personal in-fighting and score-settling? Re-writing history is never a good idea because future historians will not be kind to the re-writers.

 

Elsewhere, there have been all kinds of ‘anti-everything’ protests going on all over the place: Berlin, London, etc. People protesting about governments forcing them to wear masks. All kinds of theories floating around – that it’s all a globalist plot, that ‘big pharma’ is behind the vaccine, etc. It’s a summer of protests worldwide, with various groups pushing their own agendas. But in the US, there seems to be a huge divide between the pro-Trumpers and the anti-Trumpers.

         

I’m having difficulty bringing myself to write anything about Czajka’s book, but I ought to get to grips with it, I suppose. Maybe I could just do one chapter each day and then condense the notes for a decent review. I feel I owe him an attempt at a fair assessment. Maybe after lunch.

 

6 PM. I put off Czajka’s book. The great procrastinator. Have been reading other things instead. Managed to avoid the news, but now – Guardian: ‘Coronavirus – US passes 6m cases, Scotland cases highest since mid-May’. ‘Rising UK infections’. ‘Portland – Biden to accuse Trump of stoking violence in US after clashes’.

 

7.30 PM. In the news - Biden says about the violence in Portland and elsewhere: ‘These are not images of some imagined Joe Biden’s America of the future. These are images of Donald Trump’s America today’.

 

9.30 PM. Some good news. There’s an email message from Speedy to everyone. His son is back home with his family after months of living in a hotel near the hospital where he works. Dedicated to working for the NHS during this pandemic all this time. Much relief all round.

 

 

Tuesday 1 September 2020

 

Yesterday was a Bank Holiday. Not that it made the slightest difference to my lifestyle.

Trying to avoid the news until Later. My dad would have been commemorating the 1st of September in some way. The day that Hitler invaded Poland and the Second World War started. I’m sure the Polish news sites will be featuring the anniversary. It still resonates in Poland. I imagine Czajka, Trojanowski et al will be exchanging comments on the subject.

 

~~~

 

It’s half-past three at night. I couldn’t sleep. Here I am again, three years later, thinking – why am I bothering to read all of Czajka’s self-indulgent scribblings, feeling just like I did when I was going through his book back then? What does he really have to complain about right now? Three days’ house arrest? There are horror stories about real people who have been incarcerated, completely unjustly, for years in various countries, just like the fictional Edmond Dantès. But Czajka is free, he’s travelling, he’s out in the world with his wife, visiting his cousin, being with his family. He’s not buried under rubble in Syria or Turkey after the earthquake. He’s not locked up in a cell with no prospect for early release in a country ruled by some barbaric autocrat.

I think it was a nightmare with images of mounds of mangled corpses which woke me up. Familiar but still shocking scenes from the newsreels and documentaries about the camps being liberated at the end of the war. Once seen, never forgotten. Are there still Holocaust deniers out there? Do they deny the unutterable horror of what the victims were forced to suffer? Exactly whose enemies were the innocent children? Whose enemies are the innocent children and civilians of any race or creed who continue to be brutalized or killed in wars and atrocities? Whose enemy was the little Vietnamese girl whose image went round the world back in the seventies? Whose enemy was the little four-year-old Ukrainian Down Syndrome girl killed in a Russian missile strike last year?

Horror stories. True horror stories.

Going through Lorna’s blog, I came across an agonized poem by one of her friends about a childhood trauma and remembered the student some of us shared a flat with back in the seventies. His life was coloured by what his parents, both Polish Catholics, went through in the war. He said himself that he had inherited their trauma. His father witnessed some terrible things while he was serving in the Polish Army alongside the other Western Allies in the battles following the Normandy landings. His mother was tortured and brutalized in a slave-labour camp in Nazi Germany. He was at university back when we were flat-sharing with him and he didn’t seem to have a clear idea of what he was going to do after he had finished his studies. I vaguely remember that he was doing some kind of literature course at the time. We found out later that he had moved to the States and, after an academic career, had turned to poetry. I read some powerful lines of his recently in an anthology published in the US. He was already writing when we knew him and now he’s quite a well-known wordsmith, writing about all manner of subjects; often, and probably inevitably, telling tales of the horror and brutality experienced by his parents in language which is sparse, almost matter-of-fact, but uncompromising and powerful. 

 

Thankfully, he can also describe in verse, the mundane and everyday pleasures of a peaceful existence in the rural retreat where he now lives with his wife.

 

~~~ 

16 April 2023.

 

Sunday evening. Pete has put up more geography-themed numbers:

 

Tedeschi Trucks Band – Midnight in Harlem

Bob James – Westchester Lady

Nina Simone - Baltimore

Stanley Clarke – Jerusalem

Red One, Aminux, Inna Modja – We Love Africa

Billy Joel – New York State of Mind

King Curtis – Memphis Soul Stew

Luciano Pavarotti – Torna a Surriento

Habib Koité – Africa

 

Pete adds a note: ‘I thought about Saturn by Stevie Wonder, but then I’d probably have to include numbers like Heaven Knows (feels so good) by Jaki Graham and Who But a Fool (thief into paradise) by Bonnie Raitt, but I’m not sure if our geography should extend that far.’

There were some other titles I thought of which were a bit otherworldly, so I didn’t write in with them: You Ought to be in Heaven by The Impressions,  Across the Universe by The Beatles.  Similar thing with Land of Confusion by Genesis and Paradise by Sade.

~~~

 

 

22 April 2023

Back to the 2020 diary, and there’s our ‘non-English language playlist’ at this point, plus the notes I made three years ago about Czajka’s book for my planned review.

 

Wednesday 2 September 2020

Our ‘non-English language playlist’ is on the blog – ‘our’ being Lorna, myself and Greg (who signed himself ‘Jimi Garibaldi’), and the Polish numbers were suggested by Izabela.

 

Anni B Sweet – Buen Viaje

Silvina Moreno – La Despedida

Lunapop – 50 Special

Sun-El Musician, Samthing Soweto – Akanamali

The Bongo Hop (w Nidia Gongora) - El Terrón 

Mayra Andrade – Les Mots D’amour

Gloria Estefan (feat. Carlos Santana, José Feliciano, Sheila E.) – No Llores

Marta Elka – Sa Pau

Krzysztof Kiljański, Halina Mlynkova – Podejrzani Zakochani

Mon Laferte – Tu Falta De Querer

Kayah – Za Późno 

Msaki – Limfama Ziyabona

Laura Pausini – Ragazza Che

Some notes on Czajka’s book:

 

Chapter One is called ‘Political Traffic’ and, as Czajka explains in the introduction, was written at the end of 2015, soon after the election in Poland of the conservative government, before he became disillusioned with their ‘ultra-nationalist tendencies’, as he phrased it. It may have been written for ‘Poznan Today’ since it’s mostly about one of the city’s historical figures, but I never came across it in the online version of the publication. It starts like this:

“Anyone expecting an extended metaphor about a country changing direction will need to look elsewhere. There is nothing intrinsically impossible in going against the flow of traffic, providing you have your own separate stretch of road. Where that will ultimately lead you, when everyone else is going in the opposite direction, is another question.

 

The traffic I have in mind is the general flow of European political thought with Poland at the centre. In the years and centuries roughly following the Enlightenment or Age of Reason it has been more or less a one-way street; the direction has been decidedly inwards and not the other way round. It was not until the latter part of the twentieth century that Poland was to inspire any great popular movements or revolutions, unlike the USA or Russia or France. The main reason is, of course, that Poland did not exist as a state from roughly the period of the French Revolution until the end of the First World War.

 

The birth of the Solidarity trade union in the 1980s was exceptional  and possibly the only instance in post-war Polish history when Western commentators actually made an effort to understand the circumstances and the historical background which gave rise to the movement. Otherwise, Poland had been pretty much consigned to the political peripheries. It is understandable enough that only when there is apparent political turmoil in the country that commentators and journalists, both from the East and the West, are instructed by their editors to explain the latest Polish phenomenon. In fact, one could be forgiven for supposing that the Polish state had only recently been created out of virtual nothingness, judging by the column inches devoted to the doings of the newly elected conservative PiS (Law and Justice) government by various foreign-language publications. English, American, German and other columnists have written about recent developments in Poland with varying degrees of unease and sometimes even alarm. Almost all seem to be unsettled by the apparently anti-European direction of the incoming administration. Whatever the merits or otherwise of the arguments of the international observers, and whatever the faults or otherwise of the ruling party dominated by what seem to be, at the moment, less than pragmatic nationalists, there is something slightly unedifying in the spectacle of an ancient Central European state being taken to task – in however friendly a manner – by ostensibly well-meaning outsiders”.

At this point, Czajka harks back to the years of partition, before that, to the Polish-Lithuanian Commonwealth, ‘when the country’, as he writes, ‘was arguably at the pinnacle of its power and prestige, the so-called Golden Age of Poland’, and then he focuses on a certain Wawrzyniec Grzymała Goślicki, enlightened Bishop of Poznań, who had been educated at Krakow’s Jagiellonian University and then at Padua, Bologna and Rome. ‘He had made his mark on Western thought’, continues Czajka:

“This political thinker had served as secretary to two Polish kings; Zygmunt August and Stefan Batory, and he was known for his religious tolerance and his skill as a mediator. In 1568 he published a book in Venice entitled ‘De Optimo Senatore’ which was to become widely read in Europe. This work subsequently appeared in English translation as ‘The Counsellor’ in 1598 and then reappeared as ‘The Accomplished Senator’ in 1733. The treatise describes an ideal statesman who mediates between the absolutism of a king on the one hand and power hungry magnates on the other. Goślicki states that the law is above the ruler, who must respect it.”

Czajka goes on to quote – at great length – from a couple of Polish academics who had written about Goślicki. The essay finishes like this:

 

"It is said that Shakespeare read Goślicki’s book in translation and indeed that the character of Polonius in ‘Hamlet’ was indirectly inspired by the picture in the book of an incompetent senator, although some scholars  argue that it is possible that the character of Polonius could be a satire aimed at Lord Burghley and simply disguised with an exotic (Polish) persona in order to avoid alerting the censor. Some rather dubious accounts even have Goślicki’s work influencing Thomas Jefferson, the person, who if not largely responsible for drawing up the entirety of the Declaration of Independence, then at least credited with editing its final version. Goślicki was not exactly a proto-democrat since his ideal state does not include every single citizen in the decision-making process, which is ultimately left to a socially-exalted elite. Whether Jefferson was in any way influenced, even indirectly, by a rather obscure bearded Polish bishop – (the only known likeness is that found ornamenting his tomb in Poznań Cathedral) – the fact is, surprising as it may seem to observers today, particularly those Western commentators of the prestigious British and American papers, there was a time in history when the traffic of political thought originated in Poland and headed outwards, with the direction of travel being predominantly westwards”.

 

Czajka then appends some links where further info about Goślicki can be found.

My immediate thoughts about this essay/tract (?) were:

a) (and I’m rather ashamed to even be thinking this) – is this Czajka’s own work or did he rip it off from somewhere? I know he studied English literature at uni years ago, but has he also studied Polish history and literature since then? It’s possible, even probable, and my suspicions about him are a bit unworthy of someone who is supposed to be his friend. But assuming that it’s all his own work then:

b) he could have omitted his introduction about the current government – especially as he said himself that he was disappointed with their anti-Europeanism – and concentrated on the figure of Goślicki himself and highlighted the Shakespeare connection. Personally, I would have found that more interesting. Anyway, whatever. I’ll try to be positive in my review. This could be hard work, though.

~~~ 

Chapter Twenty

The Rest of Part One

28 April 2023 

Greg says that Ted Masuda has been in touch and he’s definitely coming over in August for a couple of months for our reunion, but mostly to visit family in the UK and also to travel around Europe. Ted was probably the best musician of the original Sungrazers, and he has his own little semi-pro jazz combo in Melbourne. Greg has got a date for the gig – it will be on Friday the 8th of September, and it’s already being advertised here and there, especially on various social media platforms, so we need to get practising. With both Feiner and Szostak saying not to count on them for rehearsals - (although they’ll both try to come over for the actual gig and maybe sit in for a number or two) - it looks like it’ll be just four of us, with me on bass guitar, since it doesn’t seem likely that Speedy will be joining us on account of his health.

We were thinking that we would finally catch up with Czajka, but now it appears that he’ll be continuing his travels. We had a message from him. They’re driving up to Bristol and from there heading into Wales. They’re planning to be back in time for the coronation in May because Sophie and Mateusz want to go into London to see some of the pageantry.

I’ve been in touch with Lorna in the meantime about our plans and she and her niece will also be coming down to London for the coronation. (Greg and Izabela have invited them to stay because we’ll have Pete and Gloria staying with us for a while, before they travel off to Amsterdam). Lorna’s niece will be meeting up with a friend of hers from NZ before she goes back home from Heathrow.

Meanwhile, here are more of my notes from three years ago on Czajka’s ‘Ramblings and Fantasies’ book:

Chapter Two of the book, still on a Polish theme, is called ‘Polish Profiles’ and is divided into sub-sections with subtitles. There’s ‘Józef Beck: Hero, Villain, or Political Tight-Rope Walker?’  ‘Messengers From Inferno’, mostly about wartime couriers between the Polish Resistance and the London government-in-exile; Jan Nowak, Jerzy Lerski, Jan Karski. This also includes some material about Witold Pilecki, who deliberately had himself imprisoned in Auschwitz in order to find out the truth about what was happening there. Also in the ‘Profiles’ chapter, there’s a mention of the warning, dated December 1942, to the other Allies by Polish Ambassador in London Edward Raczyński, about the annihilation of Jews by the Nazi German occupiers, based on information from the couriers and other sources in Poland.

At this point, Czajka includes a translation of a report, by an unknown author, from occupied Poland to the Polish government-in-exile in London, dated June 1943, which was with the papers and diary of his father:

“We continue to fight. Even though our army officers were decimated in a crime committed by Hitler’s one-time ally, who is now his greatest enemy, we continue to fight on all fronts.

The occupation in Poland is more brutal than in any other country in Europe. Jews are targets for total annihilation. Anyone not Jewish offering to help them is threatened with death.

The Jews are helpless. They are being told that they are being sent East to resettlement or work camps. Some of them are being betrayed to the Germans by ‘szmalcownicy’ and other  local criminals. Sikorski’s government has issued a note about Hitlerite crimes to the other Allied nations. We heard Sikorski broadcast about helping the Jews in the Warsaw Ghetto.

There are accounts of betrayal, but there are also stories of selfless heroism, where individuals and families are risking their lives by sheltering Polish Jews. There are also accounts of disloyal people with Polish citizenship who welcomed the Red Army in 1939 just as there were reports of fifth columnists with Polish citizenship who welcomed the Germans in the West”.

After this, Czajka includes a short profile of Baruch Steinberg, Chief Rabbi of the Polish Army, who was taken prisoner by Stalin’s NKVD. He kept up the morale of the other prisoners, of all faiths, but perished along with thousands of other Polish officers, in the Katyn massacres.

Other people profiled are; Kazimierz Papée, ambassador of the Polish government-in-exile to the Vatican, who tried to get a formal Papal condemnation of the Nazi terror in Poland, Lieutenant Colonel Zygmunt Blumski, defender of Grodno against the Red Army, violinist Henryk Szeryng, actress Lili Zielińska, and one or two less well-known individuals.

I remember Czajka featured Henryk Szeryng, who became a Mexican citizen, a few years ago in an essay published by ‘Poznan Today’.

All in all, this chapter was hard work. Some sections were inevitably quite grim. People reading this so early in the book might struggle to read the rest of it. Perhaps Czajka should have left it for later on, after some more of the light-weight material. Still, it’s there, so I have to accept it as it is.

Thursday 3 September 2020

Dull and dismal morning.  On Lorna’s blog, someone called ‘Napoletana’ has suggested ‘Sara Non Piangere’ by Pino Daniele to add to the non-English language playlist. Nice track. Good to discover new songs, as always.

In the news: according to Radio Free Europe online, ‘Washington demands an immediate end to violent crackdown by Belarus government on opposition’.

 

Ended up watching the Brexit film (‘The Uncivil War’ - 2019). Pretty good. I got the impression from the film that the whole leave campaign was an intellectual game for Cummings, one of the Brexit architects. Did he believe in the merits of leaving Europe, given the warnings of the economists about the likely fallout? Did he consider the people who would lose out on freedom of movement?

I ought to do a bit more of Czajka’s book today, but at the moment, I don’t feel much like it. I could write any old thing for the review, I suppose, but I want to be fair and thorough for Czajka’s sake. I’ll see what I feel like later.

6 PM. Here goes with more of Czajka’s book.

Chapter Three is ‘Should We be Fair to Voltaire?’ Czajka seems to hold a personal grudge against Voltaire as I think I’ve mentioned before. He wrote about the subject of Voltaire’s views about Eastern Europe before, for ‘Poznan Today’ in an essay called ‘Beware of Voltaire’. Specifically, he writes about Voltaire’s attitude to Poland and the philosopher’s uncritical admiration of the Empress Catherine. ‘Voltaire’s attitude to the Polish peasantry seems to be’, writes Czajka, ‘the supercilious in pursuit of the superstitious’.

Chapter Four, ‘Poland, Pre-and Post-Partitions’, continues the Polish theme, but is a bit of a jumbled chapter. There is mention of emissaries of Poland’s King Zygmunt August at the court of Mary Tudor, then about Bukaty’s embassy in Manchester Square with British officers all lining up to volunteer to fight for Polish independence in 1792. The chapter finishes with a short discussion of Conrad’s essay ‘The Crime of Partition’. Czajka writes:

"Conrad is still thought of by some Polish people as somehow having repudiated his Polishness by writing in English and anglicizing his name. His quite bitter essay of 1919 about the partitions demonstrates that patriotism does not just consist of sloganeering and wrapping yourself in the flag".

Czajka touches on the issue of outsiders intervening in Polish affairs.

“The narrative favoured at the time by the partitioning powers, of course, was that intervention was necessary in the interests of regional stability – a not entirely unfamiliar refrain – and they justified their wholly illegal intervention in the affairs of a sovereign state by giving as a reason for their action the supposed anarchy reigning in Poland at the time. Whereas writers such as Karol Zbyszewski in his polemical and satirical study of the early years of Julian Ursyn Niemcewicz (‘Niemcewicz od Przodu I Tyłu’) had mercilessly savaged the internal political discords which weakened Poland and made the partitions possible, Conrad’s serious and heartfelt essay concentrates on outside factors and he does not mince his words. He apportions blame squarely onto the partitioning powers themselves.

Although other European countries had condemned the partitions, they had effectively looked on and done very little, perhaps supposing that the time had come for an end of what was once a great political entity, the Polish-Lithuanian Commonwealth. Perhaps they concluded that all empires must fall in time. The country disappeared from the map of Europe with no attempt on the part of the  outside world to stop the destruction of a state, and the Poles themselves were unlikely ever to forget this lack of engagement from the West in particular. It may be argued that the Western monarchies were preoccupied with containing the spread of republicanism from France and that Poland was largely beyond their political horizon. As a matter of fact,  revolutionary France itself did offer encouragement to Poland when the heroic Kościuszko decided that a last stand for freedom was worth trying, but even they offered not a great deal more than merely words of support. A casual observer of the time – say, a reader of one of the fledgling newspapers which may have  covered the Polish story in the distant and newly-constituted United States – may not have supposed that he or she was seeing the disappearance of a country which had flowered in a golden age in the days before the Pilgrim Fathers had even contemplated their journey across the Atlantic.

Interestingly, and here perhaps today’s more ultra-conservative nationalists in Poland might take note, while most countries by their practical acquiescence tacitly agreed to the actions of Poland’s neighbours, the only two countries which refused to accept the partitions were Ottoman Turkey and Persia.

The current Polish administration is no doubt well aware that political isolation is not a realistic option in today’s world and they will probably take into account all the advice and criticism being offered from without the country and from within, and this is not the place to debate the merits or demerits of the political programme of the current governing party. Concerned critics, however, need to be aware that Poland has a long history of government by consent and, in some ways, had a more advanced political system in the years leading up to the seventeenth century than many other states of the time. Absolute monarchy, for example, never really took hold in Poland. The country also largely managed to avoid religious wars by means of a policy of toleration while the rest of Europe was engaged in periodic bouts of slaughter.  It is therefore, not altogether surprising that Poles might feel a bit ruffled about outsiders telling them how they ought to govern themselves.”

I really don’t know what Czajka was trying to do with this chapter. It seems a bit unfinished.

The following chapter, about Paderewski, is quite a long one, so I might leave it for later or another day.  As it happens, I think Czajka would have been better off including it in the fantasy section, because it’s not strictly a factual narrative, but rather elaborates on a possible scenario. (Should I put that comment in my book review?)

 

Friday 4 September 2020

         

In the news – New York Times: ‘Trump angrily denies report that he called fallen soldiers ‘losers’. The report, in the Atlantic, could be problematic for President Trump because he is counting on strong support among the military in the election’.

Fox News confirms the Atlantic article.

 

 

Saturday 5 September 2020

Up fairly late, 9 o’clockish, but I did stay up a bit late last night, reading.

The weather is a bit non-descript; sunny, cloudy, breezy. Will try to do some stuff today but I’m feeling a bit non-descript myself. One of those lethargic days.

Continuing fallout from the Atlantic article about Trump’s attitude to the military. He has decided to reprieve ‘The Stars and Stripes’, the US Army paper (which I remember from my days at the school in Munich) which he was about to close down. An attempt to smooth any ruffled military feathers? Will it work? Anything can happen between now and November.

9.15 PM. Back from a little neighbourly get-together. A few of us all socially-distanced in the garden. A nice barbecue and drinks. Got a bit cooler  as the evening went on and by the end I was freezing. They got a fire going on a grate, thankfully, so I toasted myself a bit.

 

Sunday 6 September 2020

Back from a visit with family down in Hampshire. Still socially-distancing (as far as possible), but does anyone actually know what the guidelines are? Nice weather, sitting out in the garden.

I was up early, so I’m quite tired after travelling. Have been out of the loop. Will see what’s been going on.

Guardian: ‘Coronavirus – nearly 3,000 people in UK test positive in last 24 hours’.

New York Times: ‘In final stretch, Biden defends lead against Trump’s onslaught’.

Feeling tired. Will have an early night.

 

Monday 7 September 2020

Good grief. Slept for a solid ten hours! Unbelievable. I usually get by on about seven hours. Feel much better this morning, though. It’s quite murky out there, but could brighten up. Will do some stuff today.

8.15 PM. Didn’t do anything outside, after all, but managed to get some reading done. In the news - Evening Standard: ‘UK leads race for New Year vaccine’.

Washington Post: ‘Trump has a long history of disparaging military service’.

10.30 PM. BBC News: ‘England’s deputy chief medical officer says the UK must start taking Covid-19 seriously again’.

I should have been doing some more on Czajka’s book, but I might leave it for when my brain’s a bit fresher in the morning. It’s terrible when it feels like a chore.

 

Tuesday 8 September 2020

Back to Czajka’s book. I’ll review the Paderewski chapter (five) later, so Chapter Six, the last one in the Polish-themed section, is called ‘Views of Sikorski’, subtitled ‘Will of Iron, Feet of Clay’, and is a fairly sober account of the general. Czajka writes about the controversies surrounding him, about his alleged authoritarianism, about the detentions of his political opponents, but also that he has not been given enough credit for the Sikorski-Mayski pact, the terms of which enabled the release of thousands of Polish prisoners from Stalin’s Gulag. Czajka also mentions a recent attempt at discrediting Sikorski by an unnamed amateur historian, who cites Pravda as one of his sources. ‘Stalin’s anti-Polish propaganda,’ writes Czajka, ‘continues to this day’. The essay is basically a mini-biography of Sikorski, but Czajka doesn’t get involved in the controversies surrounding the Gibraltar plane crash. ‘Over the years,’ writes Czajka, ‘the simple explanation of an accident has found little favour with conspiracy theorists. Given current knowledge, nothing can be definitely ruled in or out’. But I do remember Czajka telling me once, in the context of a play by a German or Austrian author who suggested that Churchill was somehow involved in doing away with Sikorski, that he personally thought the accusation was garbage because he didn’t think Churchill had anything to gain from Sikorski’s death, since Sikorski was arguably the most pro-British among the Poles’.

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30 April 2023

We had a practice session yesterday without Czajka. Trojanowski, of all people, stepped into the breach and played drums with us. He’s not in the same league as Czajka, but is not bad at all. He used to be our roadie at one point many years ago and was always a fan of and supported the Sungrazers. He played drums himself in a semi-professional band for a short while back in the late seventies, but, as he described it: ‘The band fell apart, partly because of the proverbial musical differences, but also because it was a time when people, in their late twenties and early thirties, were getting married, settling down, starting families. But musically, this was the time when things were changing. We couldn’t decide if we were going to be the new Sex Pistols or an Eagles tribute. We opted to be a Steely Dan clone, but it turned out – and we were self-aware enough to realize it - that none of us were really good enough musicians.’

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Chapter Twenty-One

When Mirek Met Martha - Part One

30 April 2023

Still on the subject of yesterday’s practice session - with Trojanowski on drums - it has to be said that Greg is also quite a useful drummer, and quite a multi-instrumentalist. The only thing is that he finds it difficult to sing and play drums at the same time (just as I have trouble singing while playing bass, and I admire anyone who can do that). Since he was always the main vocalist, he prefers to be the front man with a guitar.

The session was fun, we went over quite a few of the old Kreutz Sungrazer numbers, mostly old sixties British R&B covers – Stones, Animals, Yardbirds, etc, even the odd Beatles track - so by the time Czajka finally joins us, we should sound halfway decent.

 

Back to the 2020 diary:

Tuesday 8 September 2020

6.15 PM. Managed to do quite a bit outside this afternoon, getting rid of weeds, etc. Quite warm out there. In the news – Guardian: ‘UK coronavirus: Keir Starmer says test and trace system ‘on verge of collapse’’. ‘Brexit – government admits new bill ‘will break international law – in a limited and specific way’. (This immediately gets pounced on and used in satirical comments).

10 PM. New York Times: ‘Election updates – Trump says he may use his own money on campaign’. Telegraph: ‘Social gatherings of seven or more to be made illegal as fears of second wave grow’.

Wednesday 9 September 2020

Up reasonably early. Weather non-descript but dry, so I might do a bit more out there.

In the news this morning: Guardian: ‘Coronavirus – Gatherings of more than six to be banned in England’. ‘Brexit – PM’s bid to change rules ‘threatens US trade deal’’. ‘Oxford vaccine trial on hold’ (due to adverse reaction in participant). ‘UK health secretary cannot rule out second lockdown’.

I haven’t looked at Lorna’s blog for a while. There’s some poetry from her friends, and, at the moment, a discussion about this government and the international law-breaking. I can’t see a single comment supporting Johnson.

2 PM. Headline in the Independent: ‘Britannia waives the rules’.

On Czajka’s website, there hasn’t been anything new for a while. His book doesn’t seem to be selling, either. I need to work on my review.

Which reminds me - (back to the present day, i.e. 30 April 2023) - Lorna asked me recently if I was planning to review Czajka’s book for her blog and I should have replied, since it looks as if she wants to revive her site and post book reviews. My short, quite positive, review is up there along with a few others on his online book page, which she must have seen, but I think what she has in mind is something longer and more comprehensive. The trouble is, it may not be such a good idea for the same person to be writing reviews in different places – Czajka may not thank me for it because it might make him look as if he’s getting his friends to push it - but also, I’m not sure if I really feel like writing anything more about his book. It’s not that I’m less than enthusiastic about it, but I don’t know if I’ve got the oomph to plough through it again and expand on what I’ve already written. I found it difficult enough writing the short piece which I did write. It’ll be easier to explain my reasons to Lorna when I see her in person. 

 

Thursday 10 September 2020

 

9 PM. Spent most of the day working outside doing various odd jobs in the garden. Quite tired tonight. What’s been happening? Guardian: ‘Belarus – opposition figure says authorities threatened to kill her’. ‘Europe – central countries face worse second wave after avoiding worst of first’.

 

Friday 11 September 2020

People on our email loop are remembering 9/11. Trojanowski writes that he and Maxine visited New York exactly the year before and that he remembers an Amish delicatessen in the shadow of the towers. All that must have been destroyed. ‘RIP’, he writes, ‘to all the people lost that day’.

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2.30 PM. Guardian: ‘Coronavirus – cases in England doubling every eight days, study shows’. ‘Conservatives – Boris Johnson faces rebellion on Brexit and Covid rules’. ‘Brexit – Ireland accuses Johnson of trying to sabotage peace process’.

Telegraph: ‘Brexit latest – Boris Johnson to address Tory MPs in attempt to head off growing backbench rebellion’. ‘UK signs post-Brexit trade deal with Japan, with £15 bn. boost to economy’.

Washington Post: ‘GOP worries rise as Trump campaign pulls back from TV ads to save money’. ‘Trump says he misled on virus to instil calm’.

More work in the garden. Getting to feel a bit autumnal now.

Saturday 12 September 2020

I started out keeping track of each day, as far as possible, so I might as well continue. I don’t think the government or any of the papers are posting Covid case or death statistics any more, but I could be wrong. It looks like another surge is on the way.

Guardian: ‘Coronavirus – England on a ‘knife-edge’ as cases rise and lockdowns grow’. ‘US – dozens missing in Oregon as historic fires devastate western states’.

There’s actually a comment article critical of Johnson in the Telegraph! ‘Boris had no right to say things would be normal by Christmas – of all his mistakes, that is most harmful’. (It’s still the chummy ‘Boris’, though.)

Sunday 13 September 2020

Guardian: ‘Coronavirus – European outbreaks worsen’. ‘Australia sees anti-lockdown protests’. ‘Cancel Halloween, officials advise – not sensible in a pandemic’.

‘Belarus – ‘Protesters hold placards criticizing Russian support as they march on president’s Minsk residence’.

Monday 14 September 2020

We’ve invited friends for lunch – there will be six people, so we won’t be breaking the new ‘rule of six’, so I might leave Czajka’s book and the papers and the news for later.

6.30 PM. Nice to be with people. It’s a bit like re-charging batteries, reminding yourself that family and friends are the most important things in life. Speaking of friends, I ought to get on with Czajka’s book, I guess. Maybe tomorrow. Domani.

Tuesday 15 September 2020

Catching up with what’s been going on. Guardian: ‘Coronavirus – Hancock says testing crisis may last weeks as UK hospitals plug gaps’. ‘Epidemic in primary care – fears Covid may leave thousands in UK with severe kidney disease’. ‘England – two families of four chatting in the street would break law, Patel says’. There’s a hard-hitting opinion column: ‘Boris Johnson’s Brexit has always been a swindle. Now Ireland will pay the price’.

Wednesday 16 September 2020

8 PM. Actively tried to stay away from the news today. Spent most of the day reading.

Time for a quick look at what’s been going on. Continuing fallout over government’s plan to break international law. The government’s chief legal adviser has quit over this.

BBC Newsnight: ‘Biden says ‘we can’t allow Good Friday Agreement to become a casualty of Brexit’.

Thursday 17 September 2020

Fallout from Biden’s comments about the Good Friday Agreement. For instance, the headline in the Express reads: ‘Stay out of it, Joe!  Biden hit with furious backlash after wading into Brexit trade war’.

Guardian: ‘Coronavirus – new restrictions placed on nearly 2 million people in north-east England’. ‘WHO warns of ‘alarming’ Covid transmission across Europe – call for action in Madrid’.

What’s in the news last thing at night? Guardian: ‘Covid-19 – UK test and trace ‘hardly functional’ as 11 million face lockdown’.

Friday 18 September 2020

Woke up thinking I ought to get on with Czajka’s book, with my notes for a review. I’ve been putting it off. Might get to grips with it later.

In the news - Guardian: ‘Coronavirus – stricter restrictions for millions across north-west England and Yorkshire’. ‘Sinking without trace: right wing press turns on Boris Johnson – the coronavirus crisis has formerly friendly media questioning the PM’s leadership’.

Saturday 19 September 2020

I still haven’t got around to writing a review of Czajka’s book. And speaking of Czajka, I see that Lorna has posted yet another contribution of his on her blog. There’s a photo of a Fiat 850 Sport Coupé and then this:

When Mirek Met Martha – Part One

Mirek had been sitting in traffic for over an hour, but he was quite happy to join the long queue of cars waiting outside the supermarket car park. He’d been looking forward to doing the Friday night shopping all week.

When his turn eventually came and he drove inside, the first thing he looked for was the bright red Fiat 850 Sport Coupé. In front of him, a woman in a large Volvo estate car was struggling out of her parking space. Mirek waited, his elbow hanging out of the window of his van. He looked over rows of car roofs shining in the evening sun while the woman reversed, barely missing another car, and started forward again. But he couldn’t see the car he was looking for. His heart sank. He would have left if he hadn’t promised Sally, one of his flatmates, to get some shopping for a special meal she was cooking that evening.

So he squeezed the van into the space left by the estate car. And only when he’d got out of the van and locked it, did he catch sight of the Fiat. It had been hidden by a delivery truck which was now moving off. He’d know the car anywhere; he even remembered the licence plate better than his own.

Mirek found a trolley standing abandoned near a fence, and he pushed it eagerly around to the shop entrance. A spaniel, tied to a railing by the door, looked forlornly up at him. ‘Bow wow,’ Mirek said to the dog. Its tail wagged a few times, but its eyes stayed forlorn. ‘You’re not missing anything, pooch. You wouldn’t stand a chance in there.’

No sooner was he over the threshold, than he found himself jostled beyond the first item on Sally’s shopping list. Instead of moving the trolley back, he asked a woman who was nearer if she wouldn’t mind passing him a pound of butter. Of course she didn’t, she said, and Mirek was even treated to a forced and weary smile. He must have interrupted her chain of thought. He noticed the man with her was punching a pocket calculator. Hard times, Mirek thought as he pressed forward. He imagined he knew what they were going through. Probably young marrieds. Being frugal throughout the week in order to impress the parents with an exotic Sunday dinner. What a lifestyle. Payments to the building society. New furniture on hire purchase. Overdrafts at the bank. He’d said goodbye to all that when he’d said goodbye to his wife. It’s better being single, he told himself. No responsibilities. He’d lost tons of unsightly flab overnight. And now, unburdened by budgets, he bought odd cans of ravioli anywhere between the Midlands and Mile End. He hadn’t experienced full-scale shopping scenes like this for almost a year. There was nothing worse after a hard day’s driving, he had always felt, than having to play dodgems in the local supermarket. Yet here he was again, on another Friday evening, in the thick of the weekend crowd, fighting for the best vegetables, evading hand baskets, and watching young executives doing wheelies with their trolleys.

He felt his face flushing: the Fiat driver was over by the cereals. Although she was facing the other way and he could only see her long brown hair, he knew it was her. He craned his neck. She turned in his direction and he suddenly became absorbed in the ingredients on a can. Monosodium glutamate, he read.

He wondered if any of his flatmates suspected the real reason why he was suddenly willing to do all the shopping for everyone on Friday nights. He consulted his list. If they did have any thoughts about it, he told himself, then they probably concluded that three years of marriage had left certain behavioural patterns so firmly imprinted on his mind, that despite his efforts to change, he was incapable of breaking old habits. He crossed aubergines, mushrooms, and onions off the list. He rounded the corner by the kitchen towels. ‘Light bulb’ was the next item on the list, below mushrooms and onions. Must be a secret ingredient in Sally’s moussaka, he thought. He glanced down the aisle. A little old lady had come up to the girl and it looked as though she was asking her to get something  which was on a shelf beyond her reach. The woman smiled gratefully as she was handed a packet of tea. The girl returned her smile. What a beautiful smile, thought Mirek, as he tried not to make it too obvious that he was staring at her. In his reverie, he was becoming an obstacle to fellow shoppers. Like a lighthouse with its beam on a distant shore, buffeted on all sides by furious waves, he stood, reflecting.

A trolley powered by an irate shopper hit him on the kneecap and forced him to collect his thoughts. This was the third week running that he had virtually shadowed her in this supermarket. But wasn’t he here to try to get to know her? If he didn’t speak, then neither would she. So what was he afraid of? A rebuff? Or was it that he might find a barrier, if they did actually speak – irreconcilable political beliefs, for instance – which he felt he was too old and inflexible to surmount? (Three cans of cat food for Sally’s gluttonous pet). Of course it was a risk, he decided, but he’d never know unless he tried.

 

Part Two next Saturday. Watch this space…

Is this Czajka being non-political? He can’t stop himself from writing though. That’s quite an upbeat and rather innocent little piece. Wonder why he didn’t include it in his ‘Ramblings’ book? It would have lightened the mood. Maybe he only just found it? I vaguely remember him showing me a version of this a long time ago, and I can’t remember how the story ends, but he must have updated the title, because it’s obviously meant to be an echo of ‘When Harry Met Sally’ and that particular film didn’t come out until the eighties or nineties whereas this story is set about the time in the early-seventies when he first met Marielle, in the days when he, Greg and I and some interchangeable friends were sharing a flat. I was out of music school and doing various temporary jobs and Czajka was the only one of us still playing professionally.

It does bring back memories of our flat-sharing days. And, of course, it brings back memories of what normal life was like, without everyone socially distancing and wearing masks while doing their supermarket shopping.

 

Meanwhile, in the news - Telegraph: ‘Fines of up to £10,000 for failing to self-isolate’. ‘Boris Johnson cracks down as he prepares to impose even tougher restrictions on households and leisure’. ‘Where is the evidence for going back into lockdown?’ demands an opinion columnist.

Guardian: ‘Carrot and stick - £10,000 fines warning for failing to self-isolate as Covid infections soar’. ‘Ruth Bader Ginsburg – death of liberal justice gives Trump chance to reshape the US for generations’. ‘Coronavirus – experts call for stronger measures as UK daily cases hit four-month high’.

Sunday 20 September 2020

2.30 PM. Washington Post: ‘Ferocious battle to fill Supreme Court vacancy has begun’.

11.45 PM. Whitty and Vallance, the government scientists, will be giving a briefing tomorrow. The Independent: ‘Whitty and Valance to issue stark warning to the public over Coronavirus second wave’.

Monday 21 September 2020

In the news: Guardian: ‘Coronavirus – follow rules or see UK deaths return to spring levels, minister warns’. ‘Boris Johnson – No.10 denies reports PM went on secret Italy trip’ ‘Global report – US Covid deaths near 200,000’. ‘New Zealand – relief as much of country eases out of coronavirus restrictions’.

9.30 PM. Worked outside in the garden. Read some chapters of a few books, then worked on a playlist for Lorna’s blog. She has asked for something on a hopeful theme.

The Telegraph seems to be publishing statistics again (or maybe I’ve been missing them somehow?) ‘UK total cases: 398,625, UK total deaths: 41,788’.

 

Wednesday 23 September 2020

Another Republican endorses Joe Biden for  president. This time it’s Cindy McCain, widow of John McCain.

Guardian: ‘UK coronavirus – English rules don’t go ‘anywhere near far enough’ says science adviser’.

Thursday 24 September 2020

It rained overnight and there are storm clouds out there, so I definitely won’t be doing anything in the garden today. More catching up on reading. Will leave the news for later.

9.30 PM. What’s been happening? Great article about Italy in the Financial Times: ‘We have gone from the most affected country to one of the virtuous countries in the management of the pandemic thanks to the clarity of the rules from the very beginning and the willingness of everyone to respect them’ says the director of an intensive care unit in a Bergamo hospital. And there’s a photo of a young woman wearing a face mask in the Italian tricolore. Con occhi sorridenti. With smiling eyes.

 

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Chapter Twenty-Two

When Mirek Met Martha - Part Two

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Friday 25 September 2020

Nice day out there so I’ll probably do a bit more outside, but before that I ought to make some notes about the rest of Czajka’s book.

The second section is called ‘Satires and Fantasies’ and starts with Chapter Seven called ‘How Dolce Was My Vita’:

‘This is a portrait of the artist as a young tourist in Italy’, writes Czajka, and it reads like a slightly fictionalised account of a holiday in Italy in the late-sixties, where he went with some friends. What can I say about this? It’s not much of a satire, not even a fantasy as such, except for some of the names of the characters or the band names they are thinking of adopting. (They form an impromptu band with a couple of the locals). The main character, presumably Czajka’s alter-ego, is called Ringo Sobieski. At one point he and the others are trying to think of some appropriate names for their band. They come up with ‘The Rocking Suburbanites’, ‘The Blue Rondos’, ‘The Rockadelics’, ‘The Sonic Boomers’, ‘The Supersonics’, 'The Peasants', 'The Retro Rockets’, ‘The Cooler Kings’, ‘The RockaFonics’, ‘The Rocketones’, ‘The Space Dentists’, ‘The Rockadillos’, ‘The Blues Escalators’.

‘It didn’t matter to us then’, writes Czajka, ‘that some of the band names may have been taken already, and this was back in the days, of course, before the internet enabled a quick search to find out if the names already existed. We only played one gig anyway, before everyone headed home, under the name, proudly displayed on the bass drum, of ‘Vito and the Dolces’. Vito was the name of the singer. We thought it was quite cute’.

Ah, well. This reads like a bit of nostalgia from Czajka. It does remind me of my own frequent holidays in Italy. Looking forward to going over there again after all this is over.

 

Chapter Eight is called ‘Desert Island Dog’ and is another lightweight piece about the HMV mascot, a terrier called Nipper, who is pictured sitting next to a gramophone. Czajka has him choosing his favourite records, using the BBC’s Desert Island Discs format. Desert Island subjects choose eight records; Czajka has Nipper choosing ten. It’s supposedly a BBC outside broadcast, transmitted from Nipper’s retirement home on the Planet Pluto, which was named, according to Nipper, ‘after Disney’s dog character’. He recounts some anecdotes – about Pickles the collie, who found the Jules Rimet trophy in 1966, about his meeting with Wojtek the Bear in Edinburgh Zoo, and some other stories involving various animals. ‘I will never forgive the Soviet Space Programme’, he says, ‘for sending Laika the dog into orbit.’

‘How do you get on with cats?’ asks the interviewer. ‘Are there any here on Pluto?’

‘I have many cat friends,’ says Nipper, ‘but some dogs absolutely hate them. The secret to a peaceful co-existence is mutual respect’.

‘You’ve described yourself in the Pluto Gazette’, says the interviewer, ‘as a bit of a ‘sound hound’. Would Elvis Presley’s ‘You Ain’t Nothing but a Hound Dog’ be on your list of favourites?

‘It isn’t on the final one, actually,’ replies Nipper, ‘but it was on the short list. I had to prune it down from about thirty I could think of’.

Nipper’s final list of ten follows and they are mostly on an animal theme:

1 The Beatles – Hey Bulldog

2 Herbie Hancock – Chameleon

3 The Animals – Roadrunner

4 The Hollies – Mickey’s Monkey

5 Jeff Beck – White Mice

6 The Tokens – The Lion Sleeps Tonight

7 Rossini – Overture: the Thieving Magpie

8 Schubert – Piano Quintet in A, the ‘Trout’

9 Snow Patrol – Chasing Cars

10 The Lovin’ Spoonful – Night Owl Blues

Nipper chooses for his luxury item a pair of state-of-the-art headphones. ‘Apart from the Shakespeare,’ says the interviewer, ‘what book will you be taking to your desert island?’

‘I suppose you’ll want me to say ‘Ramblings and Fantasies’ by Augustyn Czajka, but the problem is, you see, I can’t actually read. I’m a dog.’

Chapter Nine is called ‘It’s Mars, Jim, But Not as We Know it.’ Here’s a short extract:

A Martian traffic robot resumes its duties after poor quality workshop repairs carried out by an inexperienced Martian technician whose bigoted and alienist tendencies have not yet been spotted by his superiors.

Robot: Good day, Sir, you horrible green alien. Is this your vehicle? May I see your driver’s license and proof of ownership?

Neptunian: +:# <@**^   #~#  +** ^^#   >”;~~=  ~#@

Robot: Speak Martian, you green sediment! You’re not on Neptune now, you know.

Neptunian: Don’t you have translation technology programmed in, you swivel-eyed blockhead?

Robot: Adjusting internal control device. Please repeat your reply slowly and clearly, Sir.

Neptunian: +:# <@**^   #~#  +** ^^#   >”;~~=  ~#@

Robot: You may proceed, Ambassador, and have a pleasant stay on Mars. Please remember to observe the speed limit. A slower Mars is a safer Mars. We don’t want your sort around here, you bottom-feeding pond life. Have a nice day, Sir.

Neptunian: Cram your nice day up your internal control device, squarehead.

And so on. A short chapter, and that’s basically the flavour of it.

Chapter Ten is called ‘The Adventures of Zbiggy the Time Traveller’ and I have a feeling it may have been something which he submitted to ‘Poznan Today’, since the beginning of the story is set in Poznań, but it was never published. I suppose this was one of his satirical pieces. Zbiggy is a kind of Tintin character, aided by an eager, but not too bright sidekick, a bit like Hergé’s Captain Haddock, who is named Professor Ostafi Herbata. (Herbata in Polish means tea). The story is convoluted, involving time-travel, and is centred on the kidnapping of a scientist who is working on a process to make people invisible, which all neighbouring countries are interested in, and the action moves from Poznań to Warsaw to Kraków , then to Prague, Vienna, Salzburg, Munich, Zurich, Paris, Brussels, Amsterdam, London and points west, until the plot resolves itself in Dublin. I won’t give away the ending, suffice to say it is all tongue-in-cheek, sometimes entertaining, sometimes not, but quite colourful. I’m not quite sure what the satirical intent was, or perhaps it was just an excuse for Czajka to include some notes he’d made of cities he had himself visited. It washed over me a bit. It did evoke some memories of Dublin, though, with its great pubs and restaurants and many bridges over the Liffey, where a group of us spent a few days before this pandemic started, and which I hope to visit again when all this is over.

Chapter Eleven, called ‘A Soirée at Lady Sutherland’s’, can be described as a fantasy, since it takes a real situation and imagines a possible scenario, puts people in it who may or may not have been there at the time, and presents the whole thing in a mixture of narrative with longish sections of dialogue. It’s part script, part story. He had previously posted it as an item on his Chiswick Surfer blog. I think I have already mentioned it in my notes. Will check back.

Saturday 26 September 2020

Sunny, breezy.

There was a Sky News item yesterday about Vitamin D keeping Covid-19 at bay. People are saying this is old news, and we knew that already. Get outside and get some sunshine, etc. But Spain, for example, still has plenty of sunshine, yet the infection rate is quite high. Someone points out that people there have started to mix socially and that this is what caused the rise in infections. So the answer seems to be Vitamin D plus social distancing.

On a positive note, here’s my playlist on Lorna’s blog, on the theme of hope: 

Daisy Wood-Davis – Dream, Baby Dream

Ramon Goose (w Modou Touré) – Believe

Vonda Shepard – Hold Out

The Moody Blues – Your Wildest Dreams

Toufic Farroukh (w Jeanne Added) – Destins et Désirs

k.d. lang – Constant Craving

Nina Simone – Do What You Gotta Do

Patti Smith – People Have the Power

Carole King – I Feel the Earth Move

ELO – Mr Blue Sky

Hot Potato Band – Positive Vibrations

Stevie Wonder – Another Star

 

I’ve incorporated some requests and suggestions in this list. The Patti Smith number was Lorna’s choice, Greg suggested the Hot Potato Band and the Toufic Farroukh tracks, Trojanowski the Nina Simone song, Czajka the ELO one, and I know Flora likes the Moody Blues, so that’s for her.


10.30 PM. What’s been happening? Guardian: ‘Coronavirus – Boris Johnson faces revolt over forcing through new measures’. ‘Labour takes poll lead as parties see switch in fortunes’. ‘Covid – expert warns of 100 UK deaths a day within four weeks’. ‘France sees 14,000 new cases’. ‘Police clash with anti-lockdown protesters in London’

There’s a comment from former Soviet leader Gorbachev. He says he loves the Belarusian people and that they have shown their ‘true strong character’.

 

Last thing at night, Lorna posts the second part of Czajka’s story:

When Mirek Met Martha – Part Two

His shopping list was dwindling. He had to manufacture an opportunity soon. He filled his trolley up with more packets and cans. Plenty of stodge for Sally’s boyfriend Sam, the nutritionist’s nightmare. ‘As advertised on TV!’ one of the labels proclaimed. Mirek became quite absorbed for a time in choosing between standard and economy size washing powder, and when he looked up, he saw with alarm that the girl was already waiting at a check-out. He took the new, improved, bigger packet, grabbed some soap, shampoo and toothpaste, the last few items on the list, and made his way, apparently nonchalantly, to the check-outs.

By the time he got there, one person was already standing behind the girl, whose shopping the cashier was now adding up. Mirek saw there wasn’t very much in her hand basket. Did that mean she was only buying enough for herself? She paid for her shopping. Then the fellow who was next had half a dozen party cans of beer in his trolley plus other shopping. He was paying by cheque and taking a long time about it. But the girl was still at the end of the check-out, arranging her purchases in a bag. Mirek concentrated on the young assistant, whose name was on a tag pinned to her overall. Pretty, but bored, he thought. Was she dreaming, perhaps, of a close encounter at the local disco? Maybe she and the guy with the party cans should get together now and save themselves a lot of time.

His turn came. Out of the corner of his eye he saw the girl walking away towards the exit. But his trolley was emptying too slowly to keep pace with his furious rate of packing. He split one paper bag and grabbed another. She had paused to look in her purse.

At last the wire bottom of the trolley became visible and Mirek reached for his wage packet, half of which he was being asked to hand over. And, as he paid, he knew that she was walking away again.

He loaded the bags into his empty trolley as quickly as he could, but the girl was already outside the shop. She hadn’t even dropped anything  like she did the week before, when a smiling supermarket manager had beaten him to picking it up for her, And now she had disappeared around the corner.

Mirek ploughed the trolley through a fresh horde of entrants, took the corner almost on two wheels, and accelerated along the path to the car park. She was out of sight, but he saw her car was still there and now there was an empty parking space next to it. He decided to dump everything in his van, reverse out and then… and then… would it be too obvious if he pulled up alongside her car? But he needed to find an excuse to be near the red Fiat before she drove off.

He fumbled with the keys. A family in a Cortina, waiting for a space, eyed him impatiently. As he got behind the wheel, a completely new thought struck him: what if she was one of those women who didn’t necessarily wait for the man to make the first move? What if she was, quite simply, not interested? He started up the van and inched back, waiting for a sports car to complete a complicated manoeuvre. Whatever she was like, he hoped he hadn’t left it too late. He didn’t know if he’d be able to go through all this again.

Mirek backed out, put the van in forward gear and started to drive slowly towards the car park exit, past where the red Fiat had been parked. But it was gone from where it had stood just a minute ago. He drove slowly towards the exit and the main road, looking around for any sign of the Fiat,  when all of a sudden, something bumped his van from behind. He saw a red blur in his wing mirror and he jerked on the handbrake and jumped out. There didn’t seem to be any damage to either car.

‘I’m sorry,’ the girl began to say as she got out of the Fiat.

‘Are you alright?’ Mirek broke in, although he could see that she was fine.

‘Yes, thanks.’ She smiled. ‘I’m really sorry.’ She shook her head. ‘I’ve never done anything like this before. My foot must have slipped off the brake…’

‘It’s okay,’ he said (but he was thinking ‘How did you get to be behind my van? You were parked closer to the exit than I was’). ‘There’s no damage to the van. Forget it.’

‘Are you sure?’

‘Yes, of course. Don’t worry about it – ' But then he thought fast and checked himself. ‘I’ll tell you what, though.  I’d better have your name and address just in case the van falls apart halfway down the road…’

The girl laughed. Mirek became aware that they were blocking the queue of people waiting to leave the car park. ‘Look. Why don’t we get out of here. Maybe I can buy you a coffee and we can talk about it…’

She looked at her watch. ‘That would be nice, but I need to get this shopping indoors because I’ve got a driving lesson in about half an hour. What about afterwards?’

‘Sure, I can pick you up.’ He frowned. ‘Driving lesson?’

‘Yes,’ she said, handing him a card with her phone number and address, and a logo of a School of Motoring – at which she was a driving instructor.

Fast forward to today (1 May 2023)

Since I wrote my notes about this back in 2020, I’ve noticed another film reference - ‘Close Encounters’.  That film came out in 1977, so this story must have been written in the late seventies, which would also confirm that the original title – and I forget what it was – must have been different. The problem with all of this, to add to my own comments of three years ago, is that for one thing, Czajka and Marielle met at college, where she was studying languages - French and German, I think - and also, would the driving instructor character really have been as careless as that? Or was that the point of the story? That she deliberately ran into the back of the van? Am I being obtuse here? Maybe it’s Czajka commenting on the (seventies?) convention which always required the man to be the instigator of a relationship?

Another thing - Czajka’s use of the term ‘girl’ in the story – wouldn’t that be frowned on today? If this was the late seventies and he was in his late twenties, then if the person who was the object of his attentions was about the same age, then surely she’d have been a woman rather than a girl. In fairness, he does refer to her as a woman once – (‘one of those women’, etc.) - but am I being altogether too analytical about this? Too pedantic? Reading too much into a simple story? Still, Lorna must have thought it was all OK, since she posted it in the first place.

But it does bring to mind the early days and the various line-ups of Kreutz Sungrazer. We’d been happily semi-pro throughout the years following our big Christmas gig at Chiswick Poly in the late sixties – (I think it was 1969). My memory is a bit fuzzy on detail, but I’m pretty sure Feiner played bass for only a short while before he moved to Canada and then Szostak joined us. We only did the very occasional gig, but it was all fun in those days – there was no pressure. We were either still studying or starting out on careers, so the band was pretty much an afterthought. I met Ted Masuda at music college, so he played with us now and again before he went off to Australia. I can’t quite remember when Simmonds took over from Szostak, but by the time Czajka persuaded us to go pro – this must have been early 1976 – Simmonds had also emigrated to Canada and we were struggling to find a bass player, so Szostak was cajoled into playing a couple of gigs, but he wouldn’t commit himself to going professional because this was the time when his film-making was taking off. Greg had played with the band at a few London pub venues and was still arranging gigs for us, but he was at the start of a career as an exec in a music company and wouldn’t have wanted to be involved with touring and all the rest which went with being professional musicians. But it was Greg who got the record company interested in us.  The professional line-up of the band, with Jimmy Dean and Bonzo, recorded our one and only LP, with Greg involved in production – (he did actually play guitar on a couple of tracks, but since he hadn’t been an actual band member for a while by that point, he doesn’t appear on the album cover) - so that was it for the Sungrazers.

Then after Kreutz Sungrazer split up – it must have been just before Christmas 1976 - Czajka went on to other bands and I suppose he forgot about writing. And although the Mirek character is obviously autobiographical, I was the one doing temporary driving jobs after my time at music college, so maybe Mirek is partly based on me? And the driving instructor? The only friend of ours who was ever a driving instructor was Maxine, Trojanowski’s wife, and that was a long time before they met. Then again, Czajka is a magpie, as he once said himself, borrowing and adapting characters from everywhere, so maybe there’s no point in looking for real-life parallels.

~~~

Chapter Twenty-Three

The Rest of 'Ramblings and Fantasies'

1 May 2023

Reading over the pandemic diary made me realize that I haven’t been seeing family as much as I should now that we’re not restricted by any pandemic rules. We’ve had a great piece of news: Stella is expecting a baby so maybe we should take a trip over to Canada ourselves instead of waiting for them to come over.

I’ve finished reading The Count of Monte Cristo and now I’ll finish watching the Italian TV adaptation and maybe some others. What a great story.

In the meantime I’m going to plough on and finish going through this diary because hopefully, as soon as Czajka gets back, we can start some serious rehearsing.

Until then, back to 2020:

Sunday 27 September 2020

Strange smell. Smelling and tasting something in waves – acrid, metallic. Doesn’t feel right. Could it be one of the symptoms? Have booked a test. Nearest place is Twickenham, which isn’t too far. Slot available this evening.

 

Meanwhile, I’m continuing with Czajka’s book. I think that the chapter about Paderewski, which is in the first  part – ‘On a Polish Theme’ – and which I skipped, would have been better placed in part two, with the ‘Satires and Fantasies’, since the format is a bit similar to the Chopin and Dickens piece. It’s also an imagined scenario based on a historical event and also includes a narrative and two rather long dramatized sections. The title is ‘Paderewski’s Pacific Paradise’ and the first part is set in January 1914 in Paso Robles, California. Paderewski had to cancel concerts in San Francisco because of shoulder pain.

He is only fifty-four years old but already considering retirement. The bulk of Czajka’s story consists of imagined conversations, firstly between Paderewski, his wife Helena (who calls him ‘Paderek’ or ‘Ignasiek’), a lawyer friend and his wife. It is the lawyer’s wife who plays the piano for the company, while they discuss music, politics, and the general state of the world.

Madame Helena describes the cities they have both visited. Paderewski particularly liked Vienna, which he thought was more beautiful than Berlin or St Petersburg, and where he had studied under Leschetitzky, but, he says it ‘was insanely expensive. The guldens disappear just like hair’. (It turns out Paderewski is worried about losing the famous mane). He describes Strasbourg with its clock, Prague, Basel, Karlsbad, Heidelberg. Everywhere he carried a silent keyboard. At one point he was upset because, although somebody gave him a good review, his ‘variations’ were called ‘Russian music’.

It is mostly Paderewski doing the talking in Czajka’s piece. He mentions his mentor in the USA, Helena Modjeska (Modrzejewska), his favourite composer Beethoven, also Chopin, Schumann. (The lawyer’s wife regales them with Schumann’s ‘Kinderszenen’).

‘I cannot imagine a genuinely happy home,’ says Paderewski,’ without music in it’.

The lawyer reads them what the papers are saying about the volatile situation in Europe. Paderewski recalls a speech he had made in Krakow in the summer of 1910. ‘I predicted a war withing five years of then’, he says, ‘and if that happens, then Poland as a nation will arise from the ruinous partitions’.

‘Dmowski,’ continues Paderewski, ‘is a believer in Russian invincibility, but I disagree. The three partitioning empires will fall and Poland will rise from the ashes, like the Phoenix. I  don’t like Dmowski’s nationalist politics. Anyway, I can’t take him seriously ever since he described music as ‘mere noise’’.

The next section is a recap of Paderewski’s life up until his arrival at Paso Robles when in February 1914, he bought a ranch in the area, where he ended up with an orchard of almond trees, also pears and walnuts. He also bought a winery. He had been attracted to the spot by the hot springs where he first came for a cure. An idyllic place.

There is a scene with Madame Paderewska, but this time they are joined by a Mexican doctor who discusses literature with Paderewski. They are both admirers of Shakespeare. It turns out Paderewski dislikes Tolstoy. Paderewski is well enough to regale the doctor with some piano pieces. They also compare notes on the cities they have both visited, the Mexican having travelled to Paris for the Exposition Universelle, the world’s fair, and having seen Eiffel's famous tower.

‘Maupassant hated it,’ says Paderewski. ‘He said it was an eyesore. He had lunch in the restaurant at the top every day because that was the only place in Paris where he didn’t have to see the hideous structure.’     

    

Paderewski and the doctor discuss the likelihood of a European war, also Paderewski’s campaign in the USA to raise awareness of the plight of Poland and the hopes for the revival of the nation. ‘The thieves will fall out’, he tells the doctor. ‘The partitioners will destroy each other’.

‘Is it true’, asks the doctor, ‘that the colour of your hair is the result of your eating a lemon each day, Maestro, as I’ve read in one of the papers?’

‘You might call that an invention, dear Sir,’ replies Paderewski. ‘A relatively harmless fictional flourish. But be assured, my friend, that I do not intend to be the object of any deliberate fakery. We all have our characters to protect.’

Czajka then goes on to describe the rest of Paderewski’s career, the post-war politics, his disdain for the increasingly authoritarian regime in Poland, the final years in Switzerland – essentially a mini-biography. Perhaps I’m wrong and Czajka was right about putting this in the first section since the only fantastic bits are the imagined dialogues and conversations. Czajka finishes the chapter by adding a short bibliography, including biographies of Paderewski by Adam Zamoyski and Charles Phillips.

I’m not sure this chapter works very well. It’s a rough sketch or maybe a potted biography with imagined dialogue. What else can I say about it? It reads as if Czajka wanted to make something more of it. Paderewski lived a fascinating life and was a fascinating character, and Czajka’s treatment of the subject was just too brief. On the other hand, someone could consult the biographies he refers to, although the Phillips one was published in 1934, so the Zamoyski book would be a better bet.

~~~

Went and got the Covid test. Quite an efficient set-up. In the rugby stadium car park. Result tomorrow, I think.

 

~~~

 

11 PM. The reference to the Schumann ‘Kinderszenen’ in the Paderewski chapter reminded me that Izabela chose the first one of that series, ‘Von Fremden Ländern und Menschen’, played by Marta Argerich, as another choice for her classical playlist, but Lorna had already posted the choices, so that wasn’t included. Maybe I should do a part classical, part jazz compilation, like we used to do at Radio Free Erconwald? I ought to think of something for another playlist for Lorna. What theme, though? All the news is just so depressing lately.

 

Monday 28 September 2020   

    

Quite bright but quite chilly. AM spent reading.

4 PM. Text message from the NHS – ‘Dear Dante Czapranski – Your Coronavirus test result is negative. You did not have the virus when the test was done’ etc. So there we are. The strange taste/smell has disappeared, although I did have it first thing in the morning.

Continuing with Czajka’s book:

Chapter Twelve, which follows the Chopin and Dickens chapter, is another fantasy called ‘Dante in Oxford’ and is based on the idea that the Italian poet may have stayed in the city at one point in his life. Czajka claims it could have been sometime around 1310. This is a short, rambling chapter, with some odd notes about the beauty of Beatrice (she had ‘emerald eyes’ apparently) and the odd quotation. There is an exchange – as is usual with Czajka – with a learned professor and Dante, and a student from the provinces joins in. ‘The darkest places in hell,’ says the poet, ‘are reserved for those who maintain their neutrality in times of moral crisis’. The learned professor nods sagely, but the student pipes up: ‘So what happens if a future Pope comes along in a thousand years or so and decides to abolish inferno?’ Dante and the professor do not reply.

Chapter Thirteen is in a similar vein and is very short. The title is ‘Chaucer in Krakow’ and is again based on an improbable premise – or, perhaps, barely probable premise – that Chaucer found himself in Krakow at some point in his career.

Augustyn Czajka, noted time-traveller, transports himself to the Krakow of September 1364 for the famous banquet at Wierzynek’s and catches up with some famous faces.

AC: I see several familiar faces, ladies and gentlemen, and here, unless I’m very much mistaken, is the famous English poet, Geoffrey Chaucer. Mr Chaucer, Sir, what brings you to Krakow?

Chaucer: Firstly, may I saye, that I am travellynge incognito, so kindly lowere your voice. As farre as anyone is concerned, I am a figment of the collective imaginatioune, but actually I’m on a spyinge missioune for King Edwarde. He wants to finde out if your King Kazimierz is likely to supporte the French against us in the Hundred Years’ War.

AC: Hundred Years’ War? I hadn’t heard of that.

Chaucer: It’s England against the continente. I have a slighte gifte of prophesie and I can tell you it will be a recurrynge theme.

AC: Can we skip the Olde English, Mr Chaucer, for the sake of our readers?

Chaucer: It’s the way I speake. I would not dreame of criticizynge your owne strange speeche.

AC: What do you make of Krakow so far, Sir?

Chaucer: Extremely impressed. It’s what every civilized mid-European cittie should be. If it were not for social distancynge, I would gladly get to know the inhabitauntes a bit bettere.

AC: On that point, Mr Chaucer, you yourself lived through the Black Death in England, unless I’m very much mistaken. Have you any advice for our readers?

Chaucer: Wear your maskes. Keep your distaunce. Listen to the advice of people who knowe what they are talking aboute, that is to saye, the medical professioune.

AC: Are you going to do any sightseeing while you’re here, Mr Chaucer?

Chaucer: I was thinkynge of visiting the Abbeye at Tyniec eftsoons. Then maybe the Kopiec Kosciuszki.

AC: The Kościuszko Mound? That wasn’t raised until 1823.

Chaucer: I told you I had a gifte of prophesie. Now, if you’ll excuse me, Sir, I have an appointment with my fellowe delegates in that taverne just across this square. You are, of course, welcome to joine us, in a suitably distanced mannere, naturally, and sample the local beere.

AC: I might just do that. This time travellynge is difficult on the braine. For cryinge out loude. You’ve got me speakynge like you now.

 

Chapter Fourteen is another fairly short one and is titled ‘If Thomas Jefferson and Tadeusz Kościuszko Had Made Video Calls…’

October 1793

Jefferson: Ted, old man! Thought I’d give you a call and see what’s happening in your neck of the primeval forest.

Kościuszko: Hey, Tom! Nice of you to call. Don’t talk to me about the forest. Some vandals are talking about chopping it down.

Jefferson: You’re kidding, man. What about all those buffalo? Where are they going to go?

Kościuszko:  Bison, actually. And I think it was just a rumour. Anyway, you’re looking good, old friend. How’s everything with the new constitution? Are things working out? Have you people abolished slavery yet?

Jefferson: I missed what you said just there, Ted.

Kościuszko: I said –

Jefferson: Looks like the sun’s shining where you are, Ted. Is that Poland? What time is it there? I figured you must be about six hours ahead…

Kościuszko: I’m in Florence in Italy, Tom. It’s beautiful here, but actually I’m in exile –

Jefferson: Italy? I love Italy. Did you check out Da Vinci’s Last Supper up in Milan? I hear there’s supposed to be a hidden message in the painting.

Kościuszko: Not an awful lot of time for sightseeing, Tom, although I’d love to. I’m down here trying to organize some fellow Poles into - 

Jefferson:  Listen, Ted. I heard all about your Polish troubles. What happened to your king, for Pete’s sake? Why did he cave in to the traitors who opposed your new constitution?

Kościuszko: It’s anybody’s guess, Tom. But don’t worry. We’re planning our own revolution.

Jefferson: Holy cow! Hold it right there, buddy. Don’t be offended, but I think we’d better end this chat here. It’s not that I’m paranoid, Ted, but you never know who might be listening. It’s your own safety I’m thinking about.

Kościuszko: You could be right. Walls have ears. Nice to hear from you, man. Keep in touch

March 1794

Jefferson: Ted! Happy Independence Day, old man! Or should I say Happy Insurrection Day? How’s everything going, buddy? How did your big speech go?  Oh, sorry – did I wake you up? I thought you’d be up late celebrating…

Kościuszko: For crying out loud, Jefferson! It’s two o’clock in the morning! And I haven’t made the speech yet. It all happens tomorrow.

Jefferson: Oh, sorry. I miscalculated somehow. So everything kicks off tomorrow then, does it? Send me some pictures, will you? And don’t go overboard and start executing the king and all the aristos. That kind of Year One mentality always bites you in the backside in the end. It wouldn’t surprise me if Robespierre ends up the same way as all his enemies. You reap what you sow.

Kościuszko: We’re not savage Jacobins over here, Tom. I’m not a regicide. And you Anglo-Saxons didn’t invent democracy, you know. How’s the old slavery question, by the way? Any progress?

Jefferson: Didn’t quite catch that, Ted. Bit of interference there… Now tell me something. I’ve heard it said that they’re going to make you a dictator, is that right?

Kościuszko: Only in the Roman sense, Tom. Like Cincinnatus. As long as the emergency requires my leadership. I plan to retire to a quiet life when it’s all over just like he did.

Jefferson: Oh, really? And where is your own bucolic retreat?

Kościuszko: Not sure yet. I have happy memories of Mereczowszczyzna.

Jefferson: Nice. That should get you some scrabble points. Ok, Listen. I’d better leave you to it and speak to you when it’s all over. Best of luck.

 

June 1797

Jefferson: You’re there, Ted! At last! I’ve been trying to call you for the last three years! How are you, old friend? You look terrible! How are you feeling? I heard you’d been killed, then I heard you were alive and taken prisoner, then that you were released by Catherine’s son…what are you up to? Where are you now? In Stockholm? Is it true that you’re on your way over here to the USA?

Kościuszko: Who is this? Sorry, I’ve forgotten –

Jefferson: It’s Tom! Tom Jefferson. Why the bandana, Ted? Was that a head wound?

Kościuszko: Tom. Tom, of course. I’m in London, England, Tom. You wouldn’t think how many people treat me as if I was a hero, Tom. But so many people died, Tom. So many people died.

Jefferson: People gave their lives in our revolution, Ted.

Kościuszko: But you won. You got your independence. We got obliteration.

Jefferson: What can I say, Thaddeus? What can I say?

Kościuszko: What can you say….

Jefferson: Anyway, how are things in the old sceptred isle? Done any sightseeing? Seen the Tower of London? Seen any Shakespeare plays?

Kościuszko: I haven’t been out much, actually. I met Richard Brinsley Sheridan the other day. And the Duchess of Devonshire. And Vorontsov.  And Sheridan. Libiszewski and Niemcewicz are with me. Do you know them? Niemcewicz is out right now. He’s a great patriot. But also a great windbag. And Sheridan the playwright came to visit. Some other people…. oh, sorry. got to go. Vorontsov’s here and he’s brought some doctors to see me…

Jefferson: Listen, you take care of yourself. Looking forward to seeing you.

Kościuszko: See you soon, God willing. Nice to talk to you… sir. Sorry, I’m really sorry – my memory doesn’t seem to be…

Jefferson: Tom. Tom Jefferson.

Kościuszko: Of course. Tom. Goodbye, Tom.

Part Three of Czajka’s book is called ‘Random Essays’. There are two chapters. Chapter Fifteen, ‘The Positive Properties of Percussion’, is all about drums, drummers, and drumming, and goes into some length about the subject, with many footnotes and references. ‘People who like this sort of thing,’ as someone once said, ‘will find this the sort of thing they like.’ A specialist subject, in other words. Quite technical in places. If Czajka isn’t playing the drums – no chance of playing in a band during these Covid restrictions – then at least he can write about them.

Chapter Sixteen, the last chapter in the book, is called ‘The Manipulation of Millions’ and there are echoes of his ‘Dizzy Dent’ story in this one. It’s about conspiracy theories which are promoted uncritically on social media platforms and which have, in his words, ‘a corrosive influence on the democratic process in the Western World’. The essay ranges from Ancient Greece to the modern world. He cites abuses of power by top politicians, including American presidents. In the case of Richard Nixon, Czajka suggests that Nixon may be due for a reassessment, citing his support for Radio Free Europe in the time when the station was threatened by figures in the USA who thought it had served its purpose. (Where did Czajka get that information? From me? I remember coming across a short history of RFE online, which I sent round to some ex-RFE friends from my Munich days. I must have included Czajka, but I didn’t think he’d bother reading it. Then again, he is a voracious reader and he reads anything and everything, particularly, it seems, in these restricted days.)

The one thing I learned from this essay is that ‘ochlocracy’ is mob rule.

So there is Czajka’s book. Difficult at times, positively flippant and silly at others. What do I make of it? Czajka is a very good friend, so I want to give it a positive review. Would I recommend it to other readers? I don’t know. There are people who would find some of it interesting – the chapter about drums, for instance. But it’s a kind of weird mixture, on the whole. The challenge for me now is to get a fairly decent and fair-minded review out there pretty soon – possibly in time for people to consider buying it for their friends as a Christmas present – so by November at the latest. Can I justify giving it five stars out of five? I’m going to be generous, because it is well-written. It’s just the randomness of it which is the sticking point for me. It’s all over the place, especially in the ‘satires’ section. I’ll have to think about it. Maybe it’s me and I’ve misunderstood his intentions? Whatever happens, my review will be positive.

Funnily enough, Czajka has just put a very short essay on his own website, The Chiswick Surfer, called ‘Much Ado About Surfing’, which refers to internet security, and takes some themes from the ‘Manipulation of Millions’ essay, and notes that many commentators are waking up to the dangers of social media platforms allowing unrestricted access to people promoting misinformation. There’s a link to his ‘Ramblings’ book, so clearly this is something he feels strongly about.

 

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Chapter Twenty-Four

Wait and Hope

Tuesday 2 May 2023

 

Maybe, instead of writing a longer review of Czajka’s book for Lorna’s blog, I could write something else for her? I was planning to chuck this diary once I’d been through it, but I wonder if I could use the info for some kind of story, set during the pandemic? But what story? And why? Who would want to be reminded of that time anyway? Perhaps if I had some inside knowledge about decision-making during that period or some knowledge about what people like Ludo and his medical colleagues were going through on the front line, then I might be justified in turning my notes into a narrative. But if someone like Ludo were to recount what the medics and the health workers experienced in those days, then maybe, if a future crisis ever developed – (and I hope it never happens again) – the UK might be better prepared next time, with systems in place and all necessary equipment available. So really it’s the health professionals who need to tell that story. I was just an observer, like so many others, and anything I could write about that time would just be a personal opinion, even if I tried to make it sound objective by including a range of different newspaper headlines. My bias would probably still show through.

 

So now it’s back to 2020 again and the final stretch of the diary:

Wednesday 30 September 2020

4.30 AM. I was going to stay up for the Trump v Biden debate but I decided against it and went to bed at the usual hour. Still, I happened to wake up at 3 AM so I caught  quite a bit of it. Boorish performance by Trump, talking over Biden, interrupting, talking over the moderator. Unedifying performance by a US president.

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3.30 PM. In the news – Guardian: ‘UK coronavirus – Boris Johnson denies people are confused about local lockdown rules’. ‘Presidential debate – bitter and chaotic first clash between Trump and Biden’.

The Washington Post: ‘Trump plunges debate into fiery squabbling’. ‘Biden says president has made US more divided as Trump interrupts and slings insults’. ‘Chris Wallace tried – and failed – to control Trump’.

New York Times: ‘Trump hectoring upends debate as he attacks integrity of election’. ‘Trump won’t condemn white supremacy’. ‘Policy talk is drowned out’. ‘Joe Biden wins instant post-debate polls’.

Thursday 1 October 2020


10.30 PM. Some headlines – Guardian: ‘Covid cases have doubled under most local lockdowns in England’. ‘NHS frontline prepares for a Covid second wave’.

 

Friday 2 October 2020

It’s raining outside. Quite miserable. No question of doing anything in the garden.

In the news – BBC News: ‘Coronavirus – Doctors told to plan for vaccination scheme’. It seems there will be two vaccines – one of them is the one the Oxford lab was working on. They may not be rolled out for a while yet.

Guardian: ‘Coronavirus – Donald Trump and First Lady Melania test positive for Covid-19’.

Czajka has posted an item on our email loop about today being the day in which Jan Nowak-Jeziorański was born in 1914. Patriot, resistance fighter, courier from Warsaw to the Polish government in London, head of the Polish section at RFE, director of the Polish-American Congress, adviser to Presidents Reagan and Carter. I remember him vividly when my dad was working at RFE in Munich. Apparently there’s a film about him which Czajka has seen, I’ll have to watch it sometime. Czajka gave him a brief mention in his book.

2.15 PM. V.P. Pence has tested negative. Someone pointed out that if both President and Vice-President were incapacitated, then the acting president would be the Speaker, Nancy Pelosi.

I haven’t heard from Lorna about any ideas for my next music compilation, but I might do a mostly Doo-wop list, for no particular reason, other than I like it and Flora does, too. I’ll ask Lorna what she thinks of the idea.

 

10.45 PM. There’s a report that Trump is being taken to Walter Reed Hospital. One of my American friends from my old school in Munich writes on a group page: ‘I hope he makes a full recovery but I also hope he gets soundly defeated in November by Biden/Harris’. I wonder what my teachers at the US Forces school would have thought of Donald Trump and the direction generally taken by today’s Republican Party? The school was essentially for kids of military personnel posted abroad, and it was hardly surprising that there should have been a patriotic ethos, what with pledging allegiance to the flag, etc, but I don’t remember any of the teachers being at all chauvinistic, so that we, the small minority of (mostly European) RFE employees’ kids, were able to fit in quite easily. I don’t know how many of my teachers from those days are still around, but I can think of a few of them who probably would have been baffled by Trump's seeming admiration of one or two foreign so-called 'strong men', especially considering the origins of the USA, given that Americans back in the 18th century rebelled against arbitrary rule by a domineering overseas power.

Last thing at night, there’s an email from Lorna. Of course my idea is fine, she says. Dedicated to Flora is even better. Can I include some kind of ballady number by Dusty Springfield? I will certainly do that.

Saturday 3 October 2020

Rainy and dismal. In the news – Guardian: ‘Donald Trump – president taken to hospital by helicopter after Covid diagnosis’. Latest Covid data: Daily cases: 6,968 (+ 94 v last week), daily deaths: 66 (+ 31 v last week)’. ‘Joe and Jill Biden – Democratic challenger and wife test negative for coronavirus’. ‘Russia – journalist dies after setting herself on fire following search’

The Mirror: ‘Boris Johnson blames ‘complacent public’ for rise in coronavirus’.

I don’t think I’ve mentioned that throughout all the days of lockdown and restrictions and isolation, Flora has been keeping us both fed with some terrific meals. The most I ever do is make the odd sandwich now and again, and maybe a salad or two, but she likes to experiment with new recipes and I’m only too happy to be a guinea pig.

A text message from Marco. They’ll be calling us via video-link later tonight.


11 PM. Guardian: ‘Confusion mounts over Trump’s true condition after doctor’s Covid briefing’.

Telegraph: ‘Donald Trump’s condition ‘very concerning’ sources say.

Sunday 4 October 2020

In the news – Guardian: ‘’I feel much better’. Trump’s message amid conflicting statements.’ ‘Boris Johnson signals restrictions may continue beyond Christmas’. Latest data – ‘Daily cases: 12,872 (+ 6,830 v last week), daily deaths: 49 (+ 15 v last week)’.

Telegraph: latest news: ‘Biden widens poll lead as voters say Trump did not take virus seriously’. ‘Work on hold – Republican party in chaos as coronavirus rips through top rank’.

Washington Post: ‘Conflicting statements create uncertainty on status of Trump’s health’. ‘Medical team suggests president tested positive earlier than initially disclosed’. ‘White House shows little effort in contact tracing for hundreds potentially exposed to Trump’.

11.30 PM. New York Times: ‘Trump’s oxygen levels dropped and he took steroid treatment, doctors say’.

Washington Post: ‘Trump’s medical team says he could be discharged as soon as Monday’.

 

Monday 5 October 2020

10.15 AM. Bit miserable first thing, but the sun is coming out. What’s been happening?

Telegraph: ‘Trump’s drive-by during treatment ‘insanity’’.

Guardian: ‘Trump condemned for Covid stunt ‘insanity’ as US approaches 7.5m cases’. ‘Walter Reed physician among critics of drive-by visit’. ‘Mary Trump – Niece says president sees illness as sign of ‘unforgivable weakness’’.

 

I still haven’t got around to doing anything about Czajka’s book review. I notice someone has given him quite a good review so maybe he won’t be too worried about mine for the moment. On his website, there’s the inevitable link to his book. ‘Irked by isolation?’ he writes, ‘Vacillating about the vaccine? Lamenting lockdown? Cheer yourself up with ‘Ramblings and Fantasies’ by Augustyn Czajka.’


7 PM. New York Times: ‘West Wing outbreak continues to grow as Trump’s condition remains unclear’.

11.30 PM. Trump appears on a White House balcony for a photo op without a mask. Commentators say he is highly contagious.

Wednesday 7 October 2020

Up early. Weather non-descript. What’s in the news?

Guardian: ‘Again we are a house divided – Biden calls for unity in Gettysburg speech’.

Telegraph: ‘Cabinet split over tougher lockdown measures’.

11.30 PM – Guardian: ‘Coronavirus – pubs in north of England face new restrictions within days’. ‘Trump returns to Oval Office against CDC’s isolation guidelines (Centre for Disease Control).

There’s a Vice-presidential debate later in Salt Lake City.

CBS News: ‘Wednesday night’s vice-presidential debate is taking on a new importance nearly a week after President Trump’s Covid-19 diagnosis and less than a month ahead of Election Day.’

 

Thursday 8 October 2020

Bit of rain, bit of sun. Spent the morning reading and catching up on last night’s Harris – Pence debate. Both very civil, thankfully.

 

 

Saturday 10 October 2020

My mostly Doo-wop playlist is up on Lorna’s blog. Echoes of a musical education received in the late fifties/early sixties at the American School in Munich and listening to AFN, the American Forces Network. There are some Doo-wop discoveries added retrospectively, of course, plus the odd track that (kind of) fits into the category:

 

Maurice Williams & the Zodiacs – Always

Kim Weston – Love (Makes Me Do Foolish Things)

The Velvelettes – That’s a Funny Way

Carla Thomas – Gee Whiz, Look At His Eyes

Bobby Taylor & The Vancouvers – Baby, I’m For Real

Doris Troy – Just One Look

Jerry Butler – For Your Precious Love

The Chantels – Look In My Eyes

Betty Curtis – Questo Nostro Amore

The Dells – Oh What a Nite

Dion – Lonely World

Marvin Gaye – Dear Miss Lonely Hearts

Brenda Holloway – There’s Something On Your Mind

Dusty Springfield – Give Me Time

The Lovin’ Spoonful – Didn’t Want To Have To Do It

Smokey Robinson & The Miracles – Ooh Baby Baby

The Marvelettes – Forever

Barbara Lewis – Make Me Your Baby

Little Anthony & The Imperials – Make It Easy On Yourself

Laura Nyro – La La Means I Love You

 

 

5 PM. Someone on Lorna’s blog calling him/herself ‘A 49-er’ suggests ‘Put Your Head On My Shoulder’ by Paul Anka and ‘Midnight’ by The Shadows. Great tracks, but perhaps not strictly Doo-wop? Then again, what do I know? I’m not a purist. I always respond positively to these suggestions, btw, since it’s good to get some feedback. The Little Anthony & The Imperials number is not a version of the Bacharach/David song which was a hit for The Walker Brothers (and Jerry Butler and later Dionne Warwick), but was composed by Randazzo/Weinstein/Meshel.

 

Getting an early night because we’ve decided to go down to Luisa and Jim’s tomorrow, weather permitting.

 

Sunday 11 October 2020

Trip to Hampshire. We shared the driving but both still suitably tired at the end of the day. We haven’t done that much driving for a while. Wonderful to be with the family.

 

 

Tuesday 13 October 2020

Last thing at night: Guardian: ‘Coronavirus – Keir Starmer urges PM to impose ‘circuit-breaker’ lockdown in England’. ‘UK -country records highest daily rise in Covid deaths since June’. ‘Coronavirus; restrictions tighten across Europe: global cases near 38 m’. ‘Latest data – daily cases: 17, 234 (+ 2,692 v last week), in hospital: 4,367 (+ 1,482 v last week), daily deaths: 143 (+ 67 v last week)’. ‘US election – Biden leads Trump by 17 points as race enters final stage’.

Guardian editorial: ‘It is impossible to have confidence in the government’s decision to overrule scientific advice’. It seems that the SAGE scientists called on the government on 21 September for a two-week ‘circuit-breaker’ lockdown to slow the virus’s transmission. Ministers rejected this. Instead Johnson introduced a ‘three-tier’ strategy. Cue predictable puns about ‘ending in tears’ from some tabloid headline writers.

The Telegraph seems to be wavering in its support for Johnson. ‘If Boris doesn’t trust the British people’ writes one columnist, ‘why should we trust him?’ Is the Daily Mail also turning against Johnson? ‘Scientists side with Keir’ is their headline.

 

Wednesday 14 October 2020

Spent some time composing my next playlist.

What’s in the news? Guardian: ‘UK coronavirus – Northern Ireland tightens restrictions on hospitality sector and introduces bubbles of 10’. ‘England and Wales among highest per capita death tolls’. ‘England – lockdown areas demand more help amid calls for ‘circuit-breaker’’. ‘Joe Biden – Covid crisis shows Trump sees older voters as ‘expendable’’. ‘Coronavirus – over 5,000 daily cases in Germany for first time since April’. ‘Polish hospitals under strain’. ‘Facebook – site to ban ads discouraging vaccination’.  ‘Global report – Russia reels from record rise in infections’.

According to Greg, the same Telegraph columnist who complained about Johnson not trusting the British people, has now apparently posted a comment somewhere on one of the social media platforms saying: ‘Lockdown does NOT save lives. It postpones deaths. You end up with the same number of deaths. You just prolong the crisis. Can this country stop being anti-science? We may as well be examining animal entrails’. 

I’m having trouble getting my head around this person’s thinking. There’s an immediate backlash. ‘What’s the point of hospitals?’ social media commentators are saying, ‘they only postpone deaths’. ‘What’s the use of chemo-therapy, any medical treatments? Etc. They only postpone death’.


 

Thursday 15 October 2020

In the news this morning: Guardian: ‘UK coronavirus – London to move into Tier 2 restrictions on Saturday’ (ban on indoor household mixing). ‘Coronavirus – Germany sets daily case record. WHO says young may not get vaccine until 2022’. ‘Herd immunity – concept’s chances of ending virus is ‘dangerous fallacy’ say scientists’.

Telegraph: ‘Macron puts Paris under 9 PM curfew as Europe tightens Covid measures’.

 

Friday 16 October 2020

There’s something a bit positive in the news. Jacinda Ardern looks set to win the NZ election, mainly because of her handling of the pandemic, it would appear. In the Guardian: ‘PM’s management of pandemic and ‘politics of kindness’ place her well ahead for Saturday’s vote’.

Instead of a second debate in the US, which Trump refused to take part in because it would have been on Zoom, the candidates made individual appearances at Town Halls.

11.15 PM. Guardian: ‘US politics – Biden’s town hall drew I million more views than Trump’s’.

New York Times – from the Editorial Board: ‘End our national crisis’ – President Trump’s re-election campaign poses the greatest threat to American democracy since World War Two’.

 

Sunday 18 October 2020

4.15 PM. Guardian: ‘Trump trails Biden as campaigns head for battleground states’.


 

Monday 19 October 2020

What’s in the news? The New European: ‘Boris Johnson ‘plans to resign’ in six months because he can’t live on £150k salary’.

Guardian: ‘Wales – country to go into national two-week ‘firebreak lockdown’’. ‘Ireland – country to impose 5 km travel limit in strict new Covid lockdown’. ‘UK – Covid vaccine will not be available until spring, says Vallance’. ‘England – a third more deaths occurring at home than before Covid’. ‘The latest data – daily cases: 18,804 (+ 4,832 v last week), in hospital: 5,608 (+ 1,729 v last week), daily deaths: 80 (+ 30 v last week)’.

 

Tuesday 20 October 2020

Spencer Davis has died at 81. Sad news.


 

Thursday 22 October 2020

New York Times - some opinion headlines: ‘Donald and Joe are ready to go’ (debate later). ‘Introducing everybody’s dream invention; a Trump muter’. ‘America and the virus: a colossal failure of leadership’.

Guardian: ‘PM admits failings as England’s contact-tracing system hits new low’. ‘Coronavirus – France curfew extended as country sees record 41,622 new cases’. ‘Curfew imposed in Greece’. ‘Global report – Covid surge ‘very serious’ in Germany and ‘out of control’ in Spain’.

Thought I might stay up to catch some of the second Trump/Biden debate which would be 2 AM UK time, but I think I’ll give it a miss and maybe catch up tomorrow.

 

Friday 23 October 2020

Guardian: ‘US elections – Biden mauls Trump’s record on coronavirus in final presidential debate’.

In the Telegraph, a former Conservative minister writes ‘Britain would be better off with Joe Biden’.

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Meanwhile, in the here and now (2 May 2023), the country is getting ready for the coronation of King Charles III.

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Chapter Twenty-Five

The Return of Zbiggy the Time Traveller

3 May 2023

Czajka and Marielle are back from their travels. We are arranging a date which suits everyone to meet up with them – it will probably be at our favourite Italian restaurant in Chiswick the weekend after the coronation. So I need to speed through to the end of the diary – it finishes before Christmas 2020, but I doubt if I’ll find anything which compromises Czajka if I haven’t found anything yet. 

Lorna finished her blog just before Christmas 2020, while she concentrated on other things, as she said, but she hasn’t shut it down and it’s still up there for all to read. I don’t know if she’ll go back to it. It does sound as if she’s thinking about reviving it since she was asking me about a possible book review. Czajka’s own Chiswick Surfer blog has been more or less dormant since the end of 2020 as well, with only the very occasional post (including one of mine about Dante Alighieri) appearing. His book never sold many copies and he decided there wasn’t much point in plugging it on his website without doing a full-scale promotion campaign, which he told us he wasn’t really interested in. I’ve been through his blog, so I’m up to date with that. I don’t know where else he might have posted any comments which could have caused the Polish authorities to take an interest in him, but the other guys have been through his social media accounts, I believe, and no one has found anything controversial, let alone compromising.

His other recent project was a long-distance collaboration with Ted Masuda, who, apart from being a talented musician, is also a terrific artist and illustrator, and they came up with the idea of turning Czajka’s Adventures of Zbiggy the Time Traveller into a graphic novel. As far as I know, they’re still working on the project, and Czajka is even talking about maybe enlisting Izabela’s help to produce an up-to-date colloquial Polish translation. (Czajka always says his own Polish is adequate, but outdated, since he learned the language from his parents and they and their friends in London tended to be comfortable with the kind of pre-war Polish they grew up with and not many of them took on board all the post-war idioms, let alone the post-communist ones). But he’s getting ahead of himself thinking about a translation, because the English-language version hasn’t even come out yet. He did post a few pages of the work in progress as an email attachment for the rest of us to see about this time last year and it was looking quite impressive. The only thing for me, is that I had pictured the character of Zbiggy himself as a kind of Tintin lookalike, but Ted has drawn him as almost a replica of the character of Marty McFly (played by Michael J. Fox) from the Back to the Future films – almost, but not quite, since Zbiggy wears glasses -  and his sidekick Professor Ostafi Herbata is more or less a portrait of Czajka himself, which, apparently, was Ted’s own idea. Czajka has obviously also taken the idea of time travel from the Back to the Future films because this particular story is set, for reasons he didn’t go into, in the early nineteen-seventies. The attachment he sent us was a single page with a dozen frames from a section of the story which takes place in a London suburb. Unlike the Tintin books, these are black-and-white drawings. Trying to describe them in print is not easy, but the captions to each frame give an idea of where the story was going.

Page one, top row, first frame: Zbiggy and Herbata are shown from an angle above, sitting in armchairs, their faces lit up by the glow of a TV screen in the bottom left-hand corner. Herbata holds a bucket of popcorn while Zbiggy has a can of beer (the brand name is half visible but it’s obviously Sapporo). ‘There’s nothing like a Holmes and Watson film to end the day,’ says Herbata.

Top row, middle frame. A close up of the opening credits showing on the TV screen. They read: On the Trail of the Dastardly Obloquist – A Sherlock Forelock Adventure. A speech bubble appears in the bottom right corner of the frame. ‘This is nothing like a Holmes and Watson film, Prof,‘ says Zbiggy.

Top row, third frame: The same as the first frame, but a caption in the top left-hand corner reads ‘Half an hour later…’ At the same time, a speech bubble comes out from the TV set, which reads: ‘But I saw him, Inspector! With my own eyes! It was the horrible obloquist!’ Meanwhile, both Zbiggy and the professor are fast asleep in their armchairs and above them rises a series of huge Zs.

Second row, first frame: The screen shows the words ‘The End’. Two speech bubbles in the bottom right-hand corner both say ‘Zzzzz’.

Second row, middle frame: The screen shows a smiling bow-tied announcer saying: ‘And that brings us to the end of another Saturday night’s viewing.’ Zbiggy and the professor are still asleep.

Second row, third frame: Close-up of the announcer, with gaudy checked jacket, who says: ‘Good night. And you won’t forget to switch off and unplug your sets, will you?’ In the bottom of the frame, two speech bubbles are shown. The first, on the left, clearly belongs to Zbiggy, and continues to read ‘Zzzzzz’, the second, on the right features a large question mark. The professor has obviously woken up.

Third row, first frame: Still a picture of the TV screen, but with fuzzy lines and static covering the screen. The only caption is some Zs coming from the bottom of the frame, clearly from Zbiggy.

Third row, middle frame: Fuzzy lines on the TV screen continue, but this time a speech bubble appears. It’s the disembodied voice of the TV announcer saying: ‘One more reminder. Please switch off your sets.’

Third row, third frame: A close-up of a wide-awake Professor Herbata. ‘Oh, yeah?’ he says in his speech bubble. ‘And what happens if I don’t? Will the TV set explode?’

Bottom row, first frame: The picture is the same as frame one and frame three, i.e. the room seen from ceiling level, but three figures are shown coming out from the TV screen; the bow-tied announcer and the Sherlock Forelock film’s protagonists, the detective and his trusty assistant, whose leg can be seen still partially inside the TV set. The first two are shown man-handling Professor Herbata, possibly in the direction of the screen from which they have just emerged. There are no dialogue captions. Zbiggy does not react, because he is sleeping.

Bottom row, middle frame: This shows a close-up of a sleeping Zbiggy, to emphasize that he hasn’t seen what happened to the professor.

The last frame on the page shows the same picture of Zbiggy, but he has one eye open, and there’s a huge question mark floating above his head.

I guess we’ll have to buy the book, when it comes out, to find out what has happened to Professor Herbata.

I’ll go back to the diary. Flora is on the phone to Marielle. We should hear all about what happened in Krakow very soon, and from the horse’s mouth.

Saturday 24 October 2020

Czajka hasn’t been writing for ‘Poznan Today’ for a long time, but he says their website has gone weird. It’s true. You search for it and it comes up with a ‘critical error’, so it’s not accessible. What’s that all about? A technical glitch of some kind, most probably. But Czajka suspects something more sinister in it. ‘I’m not a conspiracy theorist,’ he texts me, ‘but…’. He sounds just like his character Dizzy Dent.

Guardian: ‘Coronavirus – expert warns NHS will struggle to cope’. ‘Anti-lockdown – thousands march in London in fourth anti-lockdown protest.’


Here’s something a bit more cheerful. My playlist on Lorna’s blog, called ‘Mostly Requests’, has appeared. I chose a few, but most of the tracks listed here were requested or suggested by family and friends, so there’s no particular theme, though it seems to be a kind of ambient mix. I was only familiar with a couple of tracks, other than my own choices, so the rest was all new to me, but this is always the kind of thing I enjoy – discovering new music.

 

Toni Braxton – Long As I Live

Levante, Carmen Consoli – Lo Stretto Necessario

Giorgia, Eros Ramazotti – Inevitabile

Kiki Dee – Loving and Free

Genesis – Hold On My Heart

Fante Fante – Fainted (instr.)

Avishai Cohen - Remembering

Mike + The Mechanics – All I Need Is A Miracle

 

 

11PM.  New York Times: ’10 days until election day’. ‘Today’s polls – a solid result for Biden; a new survey from Pennsylvania shows Joe Biden with a clear lead’.

Sunday 25 October 2020

Weather – sunshine and rain. Clocks went back last night so I gained an hour in bed, supposedly.

Staying away from the news until later. More demonstrations in Belarus. This is a year of real turmoil. How will it all end?

A quick look at the news last thing.

Guardian: ‘Belarus – ‘people’s ultimatum’ protest met with violent crackdown’. ‘Coronavirus – daily infections exceed 50,000 in France – global cases reach new record’. ‘Covid-19 – hopes rise for approval of vaccine by end of this year’. ‘US elections – nearly 60 million Americans cast early vote as record-shattering turnout expected’. ‘Thousands join Poland protests against strict abortion laws’.

Lorna has asked for an optimistic theme for the next playlist. I don’t know whether she has the US elections in mind, but if I send a list to be posted on Saturday 7 November the result should be clear by then.

 

 

Monday 26 October 2020

Haven’t been feeling very bright today for some reason. Listless. Lethargic. Couldn’t seem to concentrate on much. Reading a bit. Conked out for a while.

A look at the news last thing at night. New York Times: (opinion) – ‘Hillary Clinton says it’s different this time – the 2016 Democratic candidate on why she’s so confident that Joe Biden will win’.

 

Tuesday 27 October 2020

Raining out there. What’s happening in the world? Everyone seems to be holding their breath for the results of the US election. People like the Tories over here and even Russia seem to be re-positioning themselves for a probable Biden win.

Guardian: ‘UK coronavirus death toll passes 60,000’. ‘Vaccines – Oxford Covid vaccine works in all ages, trials suggest’. ‘Global coronavirus report – Italian police use tear gas to disperse anti-lockdown rally’.

Last thing at night, I see that Biden has released a statement in support of the Belarus opposition, calling for free and fair elections.

 

Wednesday 28 October 2020

Brighter today. What’s happening?

Guardian: ‘UK coronavirus – calls grow for UK-wide lockdown as death toll rises’. ‘Germany records record infections as Russia and Ukraine report record deaths.’

Continuing stand-off in Belarus between the regime and protesters.

10 PM. New York Times: ‘France and Germany announce new restrictions as cases surge in Europe’.

Guardian: ‘UK – top medical advisers arguing hard for tighter restrictions’. ‘Macron announces France to go into lockdown from Friday as cases surge’. ‘Latest data – Covid-19 in the UK - daily cases: 24,701 (+ 1,987 v last week), in hospital: 9,520 (+ 2,524 v last week), daily deaths: 310 (+ 119 v last week)’.

 

Thursday 29 October 2020

Rain today. Backache for some reason. Am feeling quite inflexible.

Guardian: ‘US election 2020 – Trump and Biden head to ‘too close to call’ battleground Florida’.

 

Friday 30 October 2020

In the news: The Times: ‘Life ‘not back to normal until 2022’ even with a vaccine, says Anthony Fauci’. It’s sort of positive news, I suppose. Realistic, at any rate. A bit of light at the end of the tunnel.

Guardian: ‘Coronavirus – health chief in England’s worst-hit Covid area calls for immediate lockdown’. ‘US election 2020 – more signs of record turnout as candidates make final push’.

 

Saturday 31 October 2020

Reading. Listening to music. Sad news about Sean Connery. The first, and his fans would argue, the best James Bond. Very good in ‘The Name of the Rose’ as well. Also in so many other films; ‘Robin and Marian’, ‘Time Bandits’, ‘A Bridge Too Far’, ‘Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade’, etc, etc. Great loss to the world of film.

 

Johnson announces a month-long lockdown. Labour were pressing for a two-week ‘circuit-breaker’ weeks ago.

 

Sunday 1 November 2020

I’ve just realized that I still haven’t written a review of Czajka’s book. Good grief. I really ought to do it and post it for people to read. Christmas is on the horizon and it would be good to get it up there soon. He hasn’t had any more reviews since the last time I looked.

 

 

Tuesday 3 November 2020

Election day has arrived in the USA.

3 PM. I’ve written the book review. This might be good enough to post. I’ve tried to be as positive as I can, but also to be fair. I was inclined to give the book four out of five stars, but I ended up giving it the full five, for friendship’s sake. This is it:

In his book ‘Ramblings and Fantasies’, Augustyn Czajka has written a collection of essays, satires, and random thoughts on various subjects, which will be particularly appreciated by readers with a Polish background. There are essays about history: the connections of the Polish-Lithuanian Commonwealth with Western Europe, the influence of Voltaire, the partitions of Poland in the eighteenth century – there are also thoughts about the anti-European tendencies of the current ruling party in Poland. Czajka also provides some informative profiles of prominent Polish historical personalities.

His satires and fantasies strike a completely different tone and there are some very entertaining imagined scenarios, which include a soirée in London, in which Chopin meets Dickens, and a look at Paderewski in California at a point in his career when he is taking a rest from his concert performances because of shoulder pain.

There are also some completely whimsical, lightweight pieces, such as Nipper, the HMV dog, choosing his favourite records, or a time-travelling story which sees Czajka himself meeting the English poet Chaucer in medieval Krakow.

Altogether, it’s an entertaining mix of informative essays, sometimes surprising, and frequently funny. There should be something in this book for everyone.

I think this should be just about right and I hope I have done justice to Czajka’s efforts. I will put this up today.

8.45 PM. New York Times: ‘Amid pandemic and upheaval, voters get their say’. ‘Few signs of disruptions at the polls so far’.

Washington Post: ‘Voters at polls find some lines, ample anxiety’. ‘Ballots cast reflect historic surge of interest in White House race’.

It will be a long night. Best plan is to get an early night and get up early.

 

Wednesday 4 November 2020

Up early on a frosty morning. Switched on the TV for a bit and people are arguing. Will leave it until later. Taking a quick trip down to see Luisa before lockdown begins. Planning to come back before it gets dark.

4 PM. Electoral college votes – Biden – 224, Trump – 213. Still some states to declare.

Traffic on the way back through West London unbelievable. Took hours to crawl back to Chiswick. Hammersmith Bridge being closed doesn’t help at all, but everyone seems to have gone haywire before the lockdown. I suppose we were no exception.

There’s non-stop commentary from talking heads on radio and TV on both sides of the Pond. It could go on for days at this rate.

Meanwhile, here in the UK, MPs have approved the second lockdown.

9.45. Guardian: ‘US election 2020 – Biden wins key state of Wisconsin as Trump sues to stop count elsewhere – Joe Biden – 248 electoral college votes, 70,789,160 votes – 270 to win, Donald Trump – 214 electoral college votes – 67,803,845 votes’. ‘Covid-19 – NHS leaders warn of surge in serious cases in England’.

Maybe I’m nearing the end of these musings? Christmas won’t be the same, whatever happens, but I might see if I can end this on a relatively high note and then concentrate on the Festive Season. Maybe finish with a Christmas playlist? But, depending on Lorna, I may or may not post more music on her blog.

 

Thursday 5 November 2020

Up early for some reason. Very foggy out there.

Has Trump conceded defeat yet?

Guardian: ‘Joe Biden – 264, Donald Trump – 214’. ‘US election 2020 – Biden nearer to victory threshold but race still too close to call’. ‘England enters second lockdown’. ‘Police warn public in England to expect tougher crackdown on Covid lockdown breaches’. ‘Russia, Poland, Austria, Switzerland see record case rises’.

The BBC says Biden still has only 243 with Trump at 214. Who is right? Is this a different way of calculating? Based on what? The Telegraph has Biden at 264. But the New York Times and Washington Post are saying Biden at 253.

Apparently the counting could go on into next week (!) but a Biden victory looks more probable than not. Compiling a playlist for Saturday on the theme of hope. Can’t go wrong.

Czajka sends me a message with the news that my review of his book is up. I think he appreciates my effort. That’s good.

9.15 PM. Apparently the Nevada count won’t be completed until November 12 – that’s a week from today.

1.30 AM. Looks like the Murdoch organisation is ditching Trump. New York Post headline reads: ‘Downcast Trump makes baseless election fraud claims in White House address.’

 

Friday 6 November 2020

I forgot to mention that last night was Bonfire Night. I don’t know whether any displays were allowed, but there were some fireworks going off, but nowhere near as many as usual. Today is a day when the world is in suspended animation. Everybody on the planet seems to be tuned in to CNN.

 

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Chapter Twenty-Six

It's All Over Now - Maybe

Saturday 7 November 2020

9 AM. Still no definite result. CNN: ‘Biden nears victory, but counts continue’.

Lorna has posted my playlist and titled it: ‘Getting Better’. Here it is:

 

Bernard Edwards - Glad to be Here

The Beatles – Getting Better

Ho’aikane – Good day

The Beach Boys – Good Timin’

Cher – Believe

Stevie Wonder – Higher Ground

Desmond Dekker – You Can Get it if You Really Want

Little Eva – Some Kinda Wonderful

The Brecker Brothers – Big Idea

Pharrell Williams – Happy

Coldplay – Viva La Vida

         

It doesn’t take long for some suggestions to appear. Jimi Garibaldi (Greg) suggests ‘Happy Face’ by Ibrahim Maalouf and Lorna herself posts a clip of Charles Earland with ‘More Today Than Yesterday’.

Guardian: ‘Joe Biden – 264, Donald Trump – 214’. ‘Live – US election –‘Democracy works’ says Biden as he urges patience with count showing him on verge of win’. ‘Media – Murdoch-owned outlets turn on Trump’.

5.15 PM. Turned on the TV and there are major celebrations in Philadelphia and elsewhere. Biden has got 273 because he was in Pennsylvania, so he’s president-elect. Will Trump concede or will he challenge the result?

On Lorna’s blog, a commentator has posted a picture of eighteenth-century satirist John Arbuthnot with a quote of his: ‘All political parties die at last of swallowing their own lies.’

I’m not sure if anyone from our group of friends is necessarily a huge fan of Biden, but I can’t think of any of them who has ever talked about supporting Trump. Only a few of them are entitled to vote in the States, of course.

Sunday 8 November 2020

CNN: ‘Biden calls for a time of healing’. ‘Kamala Harris, first woman elected VP, says ‘she won’t be the last’’. CNN reports the total electoral college votes were Biden 279, Trump 214.

The Guardian has got Biden at 290, Trump 214. ‘US election – ‘this is the time to heal America’ Joe Biden tells nation’. ‘Donald Trump – President refuses to concede defeat as recriminations begin’.

Speech from Joe Biden: ‘We must restore the soul of America’.

A Guardian columnist writes: ‘Donald Trump’s defeat is wonderful for the world and trouble for Boris Johnson’.

Email from Lorna telling me that someone has suggested Dr John’s ‘Locked Down’ for my Isolation playlist from the 28th of March. I wasn’t familiar with that. Good choice.

Monday 9 November 2020

Rainy out there. Haven’t been following the news too religiously. Snippets and comments here and there. There’s news about a vaccine which is about to be launched.

9.30 PM. CNN: ‘Covid-19 vaccine candidate is 90% effective, company says’.

         

Tuesday 10 November 2020

What’s happening? Guardian: ‘Trump administration – Barr tells prosecutors to investigate ‘vote irregularities’ despite lack of evidence’. ‘Coronavirus – vaccine could be ready for rollout next month, says Hancock’. ‘Brexit – Boris Johnson to press on with bill despite Lords defeat’. ‘Mental health – nearly one in five Covid patients later diagnosed with psychiatric disorders’.

New York Times: ‘Republicans shy from telling Trump that it’s time to concede.’

10.30 PM. New European: ‘Brexit – Boris Johnson to be challenged in High Court for ‘acting in bad faith’’.

Telegraph: ‘NHS told to prepare for mass vaccinations from December 1’.

 

Wednesday 11 November 2020

What do the papers say today? Guardian: ‘Biden says delaying result ‘will not help Trump legacy’’. ‘Coronavirus: countries scramble to secure vaccine doses as Russia reports record daily deaths.’ ‘Japan – country warns of third wave amid rising Covid infections’. ‘Latest data – daily cases: 20,412 (+ 394 v last week), in hospital: 13,617 (+ 2,060 v last week), daily deaths: 532 (+ 135 v last week)’.


New York Times: ‘Election officials nationwide find no fraud’. Washington Post: ‘Trump advisers privately express pessimism about heading off Biden’s win’.

Foul weather out there. And it gets dark early.

Szostak tells us that there was trouble in Poland at the Independence Day March. It has happened before, he says. ‘What is supposed to be a national celebration,’ he writes, ‘has turned into something which attracts extremists and xenophobes’. It seems that Warsaw authorities banned the march this year and said it could only proceed with people in cars. This was ignored and there were clashes between troublemakers and police. The police even roughed up a journalist friend of his. (‘Why?’ said Szostak, ‘the guy was only doing his job’.) He also said that a photographer was injured by a rubber bullet and was lucky not to have been blinded.

Thursday 12 November 2020

Doing some clearing up out in the garden. Will have a look at the news later. I can see there are some reports of leavings or sackings at Downing St. We’ll find out soon enough, I guess.

In the USA, Trump is still refusing to concede defeat.


Lorna has posted Rupert Brooke’s poem ‘Dining-Room Tea’. Do I understand it? It reminded me a bit of the scenes in ‘A Matter of Life and Death’ when time suddenly stands still and the messenger, played by Marius Goring, appears to David Niven.

Trojanowski suggests, for Lorna’s ‘Getting Better’ playlist, ‘Snowflake Boogie’ by Jools Holland and Edwin Starr. Is my next playlist going to be just as optimistic? Things are still uncertain in the USA.


During the pandemic, I’ve been catching up on some Greek plays, which I’ve always found fascinating. There’s a superb series of performances of scenes with discussions with actors and academics called ‘Reading Greek Tragedy Online.’ It’s so great that the arts can find a way to adapt to these conditions. Am more familiar with Euripides than I ever was. I’m learning stuff in lockdown.


BBC Newsnight: There are unofficial reports that Johnson’s adviser Cummings is leaving.

Telegraph: ‘No 10 infighting ‘beginning of the end’ for Cummings’.

Friday 13 November 2020

Rainy and dismal out there.

CNN: ‘Biden carries Arizona, flipping a longtime Republican stronghold.’

Biden – 290, Trump – 217.

New York Times: ‘Election officials directly contradict Trump on voting system fraud’. ‘Cracks emerge in GOP support for Trump’s unfounded fraud claims.’

Guardian: ‘Conservatives – Dominic Cummings to leave Downing Street role by Christmas.’

Telegraph: ‘Cummings fires broadside at PM as he is ordered out of Downing St.’

There’s a photo of Cummings leaving No 10 carrying a box.    

 

 

Saturday 14 November 2020

Still rainy and dismal.

In the news – Guardian: ‘End of Cummings era.’ They give a rundown of the headlines in the other UK papers: ‘What the papers say after a bombshell departure’: the Times – ‘Cummings forced out in purge of Brexiteers’, I (Independent weekend) – ‘PM’s team torn apart by feud’, the Telegraph – ‘Cummings exits No 10 with parting shot at PM’, Daily Star – ‘See Ya! Get your cardboard box and sod off!’, Daily Mail – ‘Boris boots out Dom’, FT Weekend – ‘Johnson cuts Cummings loose’.


It’s been well over two months since Czajka’s ‘Dizzy Dent’ story appeared on Lorna’s blog and I’ve just checked and there still haven’t been any reactions whatsoever. It sank like a stone. On the other hand, his ‘Ramblings and Fantasies’ book has received another review after mine, from a Polish-American reviewer, who gave it five stars and was very positive about it. So that’s something.


8 PM. What’s been happening? Guardian: ‘Dominic Cummings – former adviser’s relationship with PM ‘fell off cliff’ says ex-minister’. ‘US – Trump supporters rally in Washington as president refuses to concede.’

A great little video has appeared with some famous and not-so-famous faces  sending support to the Belarusian democrats. This is sponsored by the (banned) Belarus Free Theatre. I had to look up some of the names. They all say ‘long live Belarus’. A morale booster.

Sunday 15 November 2020

The Downing St soap opera is on the front pages, predictably.

On the BBC’s ‘Andrew Marr Show’, there’s an interview with the professor from the husband and wife team who developed the vaccine. It looks like once the vaccination programme takes effect, we might be back to some form of normality next autumn. ‘You might almost say’, says Marr, ‘the man who saved the world’.

Another peaceful protest in Belarus is attacked by militia with stun grenades. There are injuries.

Greg, who has been posting comments on Twitter, says that Trump is claiming on the platform that Biden won because the election was rigged. There’s a note beneath his claim from Twitter itself, which has been appearing on quite a few of Trump’s Tweets lately: ‘This claim about election fraud is disputed’.

Monday 16 November 2020

What a year it’s been.

10 PM. Guardian: ‘Coronavirus – scramble for vaccines amid fears UK may miss out on supplies.’ ‘Biden warns ‘more people may die’ if Trump refuses to co-operate on transition.’ ‘Boris Johnson – PM and four Tory MPs forced to self-isolate’. ‘Coronavirus – hospitalizations hit new record in France: Sweden limits gatherings to eight people.’ ‘Latest data: daily cases: 21,363 (+ 13 v last week), in hospital: 14, 915 (+ 1,890 v last week), daily deaths: 213 (+ 19 v last week).’

Tuesday 17 November 2020

I’m halfway through watching ‘The Great Escape’ for the millionth time, and still watching the Greek plays with discussions on Zoom. Finishing ‘Agamemnon’ by Aeschylus today.

11 PM. Guardian: ‘Coronavirus – Police can resume issuing instant £10,000 Covid fines’. ‘US – Pennsylvania count deals Trump campaign another defeat in bid to block Biden win’. ‘Coronavirus – UK, Italy and Spain record highest daily death totals since spring’.

 

Wednesday 18 November 2020

Lengthy email exchange with Greg. He’s seriously thinking of reviving Radio Free Erconwald with the same format as before. He knows already that Speedy’s health issues will count him out, but Lorna would be willing to do the four weekdays as she did before, Greg and Izabela would present the Sunday show again, and he’s wondering if I could do Speedy’s Friday and Saturday shows. ‘Don’t you want a big name?’ I asked him. ‘What about Szostak? He’s pretty well known as a film director, and not only in Poland. Couldn’t the whole thing be done remotely, if we’re all still isolating?’

‘This is all just an idea, all provisional,’ says Greg, ‘but it’s something to work on.  We did it once. We could do it again. And we know there’s an audience out there’.


Guardian: ‘Coronavirus – England told to expect tougher rules to allow for festive gatherings’. ‘Boris Johnson – PM is ‘single biggest threat to future of UK’ says Keir Starmer’. ‘Italy – brutal Covid second wave exposes shortage of intensive care staff.’ ‘Unrelenting – Covid deaths near 250,000 as US urged to act to stop spread’.

Thursday 19 November 2020

Online commentators are accusing the BBC of ‘snowflakery’ and ‘wokeness’. BBC Radio 1 will not play the original version of ‘Fairytale of New York’ by The Pogues and Kirsty MacColl this Christmas’ says BBC News, ‘because its audience may be offended by derogatory terms for gender and sexuality’. (It will be played on Radio 2, while 6 Music DJs can choose between the two versions. I didn’t know there was a sanitized version).

Guardian: ‘Trying for near-normal Christmas risks ‘throwing fuel on fire’, says SAGE adviser’. ‘Coronavirus – Japan sees record daily infections, Russia exceeds 2 m cases’.

11 PM. New York Times: ‘Trump asks Michigan lawmakers to White House in bid to subvert election.’

Recount in Georgia confirms Biden’s win.

 

Friday 20 November 2020

Composed another playlist. Lorna had actually sent in quite a few of her choices, so it’s a combined effort. It’s more of an eclectic mix than usual. All on a positive note, I think. There are a couple of suggestions from Marco, and Greg as well.

10.30 PM. What’s been happening? Guardian: ‘Vaccine – NHS could start using jab next month, says Hancock’. ‘Latest data – daily cases: 20,252 (– 7,049 v last week - a drop!), in hospital: 16,444 (+ 1,641 v last week), daily deaths: 511 (+ 135 v last week)’.

4 May 2023

Reading all of this with the benefit of hindsight, one thing strikes me: why did I routinely copy all of those Covid statistics from the papers? For whose benefit? My own? Each statistic is a life, was a life, could possibly have been a continuing life. Who am I to judge what could or should have been done? I’m no medical expert. It was people like Ludo who should have been listened to. But the health service specialists did often seem to get sidelined and shouted down by newspaper or social media or other pundits/libertarians who appeared to know better than the experts. 

Flora has just had a phone call from Marielle, who also spoke to me to give me an interesting bit of info. She has been doing their family tree for a while now and has discovered that Czajka’s great-grandmother’s maiden name was Czaprańska. Would that mean that he and I could be distantly related?

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Chapter Twenty-Seven

A Smoking Gun?

Saturday 21 November 2020

Up late. Dry out there but a bit murky. Feeling a bit more positive today.

Here’s the latest playlist on Lorna’s blog: she has titled it ‘Harbor Lights’ from the Boz Scaggs number. It’s a combined effort again because I included more suggestions from Marco and Luisa and also Lorna herself and Greg.

 

Mariah Carey – Now That I Know

The Blues Brothers – Everybody Needs Somebody To Love

Brenda Holloway – You’ve Made Me So Very Happy

The Cars – Just What I Needed

Pale Waves – There’s a Honey

Santigold – Lights Out

Ikiz, Shai Maestro – Whispering

Bruno Pernadas – Anywhere in Spacetime

Shikoswe – Eyes on You

Pat Metheny & Brad Mehldau – Make Peace

Boz Scaggs – Harbor Lights

The Beach Boys – Just Once in My Life

 

Sunday 22 November 2020

I think I’ll stop keeping this diary/memoir – whatever I want to call it – soon. Christmas is coming up and there will be things to do.

 

Monday 23 November 2020

Dry, overcast. In the news – New York Times: ‘Biden chooses Antony Blinken, defender of global alliances, as secretary of state’. ‘More Republicans tiptoe toward acknowledging Biden’s victory’. ‘The president’s campaign disavowed a top lawyer, Sidney Powell, after she peddled conspiracy theories on voting’.

Guardian: ‘Coronavirus – Oxford Astra/Zeneca Covid vaccine has up to 90% efficacy, data reveals’. ‘Conservatives – threat of revolt remains as Johnson to unveil post-lockdown measures for England’.

Johnson is supposed to be making an announcement about Christmas. I’ll find out later.

9 PM. Guardian: ‘Coronavirus – vaccine results brings us a step closer to ending Covid, says Oxford scientist’. ‘Boris Johnson – England’s new Covid tiers could last months’. 

10.45 PM. Washington Post: ‘Michigan board votes to certify the state’s election results, dealing Trump another blow’. ‘GOP national security experts call on Trump to concede’. ‘164 business leaders urge Trump to begin presidential transition for the sake of the country’.

 

Tuesday 24 November 2020

Up quite early. Reasonably bright out there. In the news this morning – Guardian: ‘US – Trump agrees to begin transition as key agency calls Biden apparent election winner’. The latest UK Covid data – ‘daily cases: 15,450 (- 5,913 v last week), in hospital: 16,390 (+ 1,409 v last week), daily deaths: 206 (- 7 v last week!). So daily cases and daily deaths are going down.

Telegraph: ‘’Tis the season to be jolly…careful’. PM announces return of tier system – until March’.

11.15 PM. There’s a clip from BBC’s ‘Newsnight’ from a professor on the SAGE team who says that household mixing at Christmas will ‘likely lead to a third wave’ and is a ‘recipe for regret’’. Saying, basically, since there’s a vaccine on the way, people ought to wait a bit longer before socially mixing. As commentator Joan Bakewell put it: ‘Why get shot in the trenches just before the armistice?’

 

Wednesday 25 November 2020

Trojanowski emails us to say that there was an interview with Szostak on one of the Polish news websites and he posts a link. I can’t follow every single word Szostak  says in the film clip, but I get the general gist. Szostak is saying that he can’t understand why the Polish government still hasn’t recognized the Biden administration. China has congratulated them. The fellow populist Johnson has recognized the new Biden administration, even though they are ideologically miles apart. But Poland, Hungary, and Russia still haven’t.

Czajka emails our group with a link to a Polish-American blog where it seems he had been discussing (i.e. arguing about) Polish politics. One of his contributions, which he had just posted, is a photo of a person smiling and wearing a red MAGA cap. I think he’s one of today’s Polish politicians from the ruling party. Czajka comments: ‘Poland’s No.1 Trump fan. Here’s a man who may well think of himself as a president.’ 

9.45 PM. Guardian: ‘Coronavirus – most of England to enter two toughest tiers when lockdown is lifted’. ‘Global cases exceed 60 m. The Americas record worst week since pandemic’s start’.

10.45 PM. Washington Post: ‘The US must show solidarity with those fighting for democracy in Belarus. Biden should invite opposition leader Svetlana Tikhanovskaya to his inauguration’.

Thursday 26 November 2020

9.30 PM. Guardian – statistics. ‘Daily cases: 17,555 (minus 5,360 v last week), in hospital: 16,341 (minus 140 v last week), daily deaths: 498 (minus 3 v last week)’. So the numbers are all down. Will it be trending downwards from now on?

 

  

 

Friday 27 November 2020

Frosty morning but bright.

Sky News: ‘US election result: Trump says he will respect Electoral College vote, but warns it will be a 'very hard thing to concede' (That vote is on 14 December).


Saturday 28 November 2020

Still reading lots of stuff. Made a start on ‘Moby-Dick’. I once read an abridged version at school, but here’s the real thing. It’s a leviathan of a book, as Trojanowski once said. Could see me into next year.

I was trying to have a news-free day today, but I see there’s been another anti-lockdown demo in London.

Getting dark very early now.

 

Sunday 29 November 2020

Murky day out there. Catching up on some more of the Greek plays on Zoom. ‘Elektra’ by Sophocles. Some terrific acting.

What’s been going on? Trying to figure out this ‘tier’ system. Which one are we in? Tier1 is the least restrictive – the only places are the Isle of Wight, Cornwall and the Isles of Scilly. London’s 32 boroughs are in ‘high alert’ Tier 2.

Washington Post: ‘20 days of fantasy and failure; inside Trump’s quest to overturn the election’. ‘Pennsylvania Supreme Court dismisses lawsuit against mail ballots with prejudice in another defeat for Trump’.

There was a story about a mysterious monolith appearing suddenly in the Utah desert. Like something out of ‘2001: A Space Odyssey’ but now it’s disappeared.

According to the Washington Post, the Trump campaign paid $3 million to recount votes in Wisconsin. Result: Biden gained 87 votes.

 

Monday 30 November 2020

Murky and misty morning.

Pensioners protesting in Belarus today. These people are unbelievably determined.


9.30 PM. Guardian: ‘Coronavirus – WHO urges caution over festive gatherings’. ‘Europe – Spain appeals for Covid ‘common sense’ after shopping crowd scenes’.

The statistics are trending downwards: daily cases: 12,330 (-3,120 v last week), daily deaths: 205 (-1 v last week).

New York Times: ‘ Vaccines are coming, but first, a long, dark winter’. ‘Arizona certifies Biden’s victory and Wisconsin is  expected to follow suit’.

 

 

Wednesday 2 December 2020

Lorna says she’s thinking of taking a break from her blog. She’ll do a bit more before Christmas and then maybe take it up again next year. It partly depends on whether Greg’s idea of resurrecting Radio Free Erconwald takes off. So she has pencilled in a final playlist for Saturday 19 December. Can I do a Christmas one? Of course I can. Should I compile one more before that? If so, on what theme?

 

Thursday 3 December 2020

I might have a look at the papers later, but first I think I’ll compose a playlist. Maybe another assorted one? For instance, I’ve just been listening to Stanley Clarke and then Marcus Miller. There’s a great Marcus Miller track, ‘I Still Believe I Hear’ with Ben Hong, and I recognized the melody. I find out it’s a version of Bizet’s ‘Je Crois Entendre Encore’ from The Pearl Fishers.


Lorna has solved my playlist problem for me. She has decided to put her blog on ice after Saturday the 12th of December, and suggests that maybe I could do a Christmas list for her last blog post? I’m happy to go along with that. Maybe I’ll do a bumper playlist and dedicate it to family and friends.

Actually, seeing as Christmas is coming up and there are always things to do, maybe I’ll wrap up this memoir/diary soon as well.


9 PM. What’s been happening?

New York Times: ‘UK and US officials spar over ‘vaccine nationalism’’. ‘Facebook says it will remove coronavirus vaccine misinformation’.

Guardian: ‘Coronavirus – NHS staff no longer at front of queue for vaccine after  rethink’. ‘Government’s death toll exceeds 60,000’. ‘Brexit – talks falter as UK claims EU is hardening negotiating stance.’ ‘US – Wisconsin Supreme Court refuses to hear Trump’s election lawsuit’.

 

Friday 4 December 2020

Murky out there, but dry.

End of the year feeling, especially as I’ve been composing the bumper Christmas playlist. Am leaving checking the news for later.

Nothing happening on Lorna’s blog or on Czajka’s website. All frozen. His book hasn’t had any more reviews either, so I’m glad I posted mine when I did.


The playlist will have a few obvious Christmas tracks, but also some slightly more obscure ones. I’m getting into the Christmas spirit already, listening to it.


As Brexit approaches, the only argument in favour seems to be the vague idea of ‘sovereignty’ and the slogan of ‘taking back control’. How long before the UK realizes it has given up an influential position in a community of nations, of being able to reform from within, while receiving all the benefits of membership - in exchange for - what exactly? Meanwhile Szostak is genuinely concerned that Poland is being pushed out of the EU by its leaders, even though the vast majority of citizens want to stay in.

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So, going through this diary, just when I thought that Czajka was completely in the clear and that nothing he’d ever written could have compromised him enough to lead to his arrest in Krakow, I now come across what may well be a ‘smoking gun’: the photo he posted on the 25th of November on a US website with the comment that the person wearing a MAGA cap was ‘Poland’s No. 1 Trump fan’ and also ‘Here’s a man who may well think of himself as a president.’  Was that person, in fact, the president? In which case, could that be considered insulting? I did recognize the politician’s face but am not quite sure what position he holds in the government. Or was that one of those doctored/photoshopped images which seem to be used frequently over there and are designed to discredit someone? Perhaps to show that whoever it was in the photo had backed the wrong horse in the US election? I’ll check with Trojanowski. He knows who’s who on the Polish political scene.

I sent Trojanowski a private message and he immediately wrote back: ‘That’s a person called Jarosław Kaczyński, chairman of the ruling party. He’s probably the most influential politico in Poland right now, although  basically, he’s just a member of parliament and he’s certainly not the president. By the looks of it, he’s quite a fan of Donald Trump, and the photo of him wearing that cap is genuine. Czajka has absolutely nothing to worry about.'

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Chapter Twenty-Eight

Staying Home for Christmas

Saturday 5 December 2020

Quite bright out there. Ought to get some fresh air.

1.30 PM. What’s in the news today?

Guardian: ‘Brexit – chance of a deal is no higher than 50%, say UK sources’. ‘Coronavirus – England GPs told to start vaccinating by 14 December’. ‘Germany records 23,318 new cases’. The statistics show that UK cases are up by 276 from last week, but hospitalizations and deaths are down.

Independent and Telegraph both report that Biden has officially secured enough electors to become president. 'Has the Polish government recognized him as president?’ asks Czajka in an email to the rest of us.

Sunday 6 December 2020

7.15 AM. Up very early. Not sure why. Let’s see what’s happening.

Guardian: ‘ Brexit – military planes to fly vaccines into Britain to avoid congested ports’. ‘US passes 280,000 deaths as Californians face new lockdowns’.

4.30 PM. Guardian: ‘Brexit – France hints at compromise with UK over divergence from EU standards’. ‘Coronavirus – vaccine ‘very safe and highly effective’, UK health chief says’.

 

Monday 7 December 2020

Dull and dismal outside. Feeling dull and dismal myself.

10 AM. Guardian: ‘Brexit – builders run short of supplies as UK port holdups raise concerns’.

CNN: ‘Trump darkens America’s desperate winter’. ’The US president’s final-days denial is damaging democracy and hampering Joe Biden’s nascent presidency.’

There are comments here and there posted by people who are genuinely dreading January and the immediate fallout from Brexit. But it’s done now. Whether the UK will ever want to re-join the EU is a separate issue and probably one for the next generation to decide.

Last thing at night – New York Times: ‘After botched Covid response, UK tackles giant vaccine rollout’.

Guardian: ‘Brexit – Johnson heads to Brussels after UK holds out olive branch’. ‘PM to make trip in 11th hour effort to break impasse, raising hopes of deal on trade and security.’

Latest Covid data: daily cases: 14,718 (+ 2,388 v last week), in hospital: 14,556 (-1,232 v last week), daily deaths: 189 (- 16 v last week).

 

Tuesday 8 December 2020

2.30 PM. What’s been happening? Guardian: ‘Brexit – UK drops plans to break international law as Northern Ireland deal is reached’. ‘Covid vaccine – UK woman, 90, becomes first in world to receive Pfizer jab’.

Telegraph: ‘V-day – vaccine rollout begins as Hancock promises care homes jab before Christmas’. ‘Breakthrough – UK and EU resolve withdrawal agreement impasse’. An opinion columnist writes: ‘Leaving Europe is a divorce – there’s no going back.’

 

Wednesday 9 December 2020

Lockdown gave me a chance to do a lot of reading and I’ve been trying to improve my Polish. Not doing too well. Old dogs, new tricks? But I’m persevering. Trojanowski told our email group that there will be another filmed interview this evening with Szostak. In Polish, of course. I’ll see how much I can understand - if anything, since these interviewers seem to speak very fast.

10 PM. Haven’t really followed the news today. Have been reading, catching up on some of the Greek plays – the film of ‘Antigone’ with Irene Papas, then the Hellenic Studies performance and discussion of the same.

11.30 PM. I surprised myself since I understood quite a bit of the Szostak interview, but maybe they could still release a version with subtitles? They showed some great clips from his various films, including his most recent, highly acclaimed ‘Poetka I Patriotka’ (‘Poet and Patriot’) from 2021, a partly fictional, slightly surrealistic biopic of an emancipated poet of the late nineteenth century, very loosely based, according to a review I had read, on the life of the poet Maria Konopnicka. I’ve only seen two of the films he made in Poland – (I saw the few short films and documentaries he used to make when he was still living in England before he moved to Poland permanently in the early nineties) - the first one from 1992 was aimed at an English-speaking market and was a dramatized documentary about an Englishman from Lincolnshire, Fynes Moryson, who travelled widely on the European continent in the 1590s, called ‘An Elizabethan Gentleman Discovers Europe’, and the other one was his 2002 treatment of the Gulag memoir by Anatol Krakowiecki, published in 1950, called ‘Książka o Kołymie’ (‘Book About Kolyma’). Szostak gave his film the title ‘Nikt Nie Wraca z Kołymy’ (‘No One Returns From Kolyma’). I remember it as unbelievably bleak, but then again, the subject matter was bleak and Szostak handled it well. I don’t think the film was ever shown all that widely, although it was well received by critics, both in Poland and abroad.

Thursday 10 December 2020

Very sad news about the great Paolo Rossi.  Only 64.

 

Saturday 12 December 2020

The Christmas playlist is up. I don’t suppose anyone will add anything to it. People are busy right now. Maybe this time next year we’ll all be out at the shops again and meeting at restaurants? What a year it’s been.


Paul Simon – Getting Ready for Christmas Day

The Waitresses – Christmas Wrapping

Santana – Posada (Pilgrimage to Bethlehem)

Great Lake Swimmers – It Came Upon a Midnight Clear

Gordon Goodwin’s Big Phat Band – Carol of the Bells

Gloria Estefan – Arbolito de Navidad      

Allen Toussaint – Silent Night, Holy Night

Freedom Fry – God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen         

Marika Hackman – Driving Under Stars

Louis Jordan and his Orchestra – May Every Day Be Christmas

Sixpence None the Richer – O Come, O Come Emmanuel

Steve Khan, The Brecker Brothers – The Christmas Waltz

Darlene Love – Christmas (Baby Please Come Home)

Otis Redding – Merry Christmas Baby

The Pogues, Kirsty MacColl – Fairytale of new York

The Penguins – Jingle, Jangle

The Statues - White Christmas

 

Christmas cards have started to arrive. Maybe I’ll give the news a miss and work on a collective Christmas message to my fellow lockdowners. It has been a fluid email group from way back in the spring – some have gone, some have been added – but at the moment there are about a dozen and we’ve all kept each other’s spirits up, exchanging jokes, items of info, links to stuff, music, etc. Most of them are Polish speakers. There are a couple of exceptions, apart from Lorna and Greg, including me, because I struggle with the Polish jokes, which often rely on puns and wordplay.

Monday 14 December 2020

We weren’t going to bother with doing very much for Christmas this year, but we decided to get a little tree after all.  We’ll be calling people via video link and it will be nice to have that in the background. Also Luisa says she wants to visit on Boxing Day. I think the regulations would allow for that. We will check.


8.30 PM. What’s been happening? CNN International: ‘US electoral votes are being cast’ (Biden – 203, Trump – 181)

New York Times: ‘US virus death toll crosses 300,000 as vaccinations begin’.

Guardian: ‘Christmas – pressure grows on No 10 to prevent Covid surge’. ‘Coronavirus – London to enter Tier 3 restrictions to curb surge in cases’. ‘Brexit – trade deal possible within days after Johnson concession, says EU’.

 

11 PM. CNN: ‘Electors seal America’s choice’ ‘Biden – 302, Trump – 232’.

Tuesday 15 December 2020

Quite bright out there. What’s in the news?

11.15 AM. Huffpost: ‘Christmas Covid relaxations should be cancelled to protect NHS, Doctors urge’. ‘Rare joint editorial by British Medical Journal and Health service journal calls on PM to ditch household mixing plan.’

10 PM. CNN: ‘McConnell: ‘the electoral college has spoken’’. ‘The top Republican in the US Senate publicly recognizes Joe Biden for the first time as President elect’.

 

Wednesday 16 December 2020

3.45 PM. Special broadcast from the BBC – update on the rules for Christmas. They won’t be changed ‘despite growing pressure for them to be toughened’. Scotland allows people only one day to get together’.

Wrote cards. Will post tomorrow.

A columnist in the Telegraph writes this: ‘Great Britain never was – and never will be – a European country’. This is weird thinking, it seems to me. Why do students at all these exclusive schools learn the Classics? Aren’t Greek and Roman texts the basis of a common European culture?


Thursday 17 December 2020

Will finish these jottings soon. Lorna has put a Christmas message to everyone on her blog, saying she’s signing off for the holidays and that the blog itself may or may not reappear in the New Year. If Greg’s revived Radio Free Erconwald takes off again next year, then she is keen to do some presenting again.

We haven’t had any news from Speedy’s doctor son, Ludo, for a long time. It turns out that he was very ill with Covid, but is recovering. There’s a clip which his dad posted, basically telling people that it’s real and don’t underestimate it. Speedy himself had a minor episode with his recurring heart problem and ended up staying in hospital for a short while. We all had the information in a long email written by his wife.  

 

‘It wasn’t supposed to turn out like this,’ she quotes Speedy. ‘We were the Love and Peace generation. It’s up to us to knock a few heads together.’

 

9.15 PM. Guardian: ‘Coronavirus – NHS hospitals running out of beds as cases continue to surge’. ‘Restrictions – Measures to last until February at least, say experts’.


 

Friday 18 December 2020

Lorna says she will finish with her blog for the foreseeable future, but she will still be posting the odd item on our email group. As for my musical choices, maybe I might compose playlists again if Greg revives Radio free Erconwald? I think he’d probably want me to contribute ideas if he ever does music programmes again.

‘Here’s a cheesy Christmas special from Chai Czajka,’ writes Lorna and posts one of his pieces which most of us saw a while back at ‘Poznan Today’. He introduces it by saying ‘here’s something which may be a bit ripe, and perhaps too crumbly for some, or past its sell-by date for others, but an offering of a certain vintage is often appreciated by the discerning palate’:

The Case of the Phantom Cheeser

A Baker Street Bagatelle

 

Famous detective Sharpham Holmes and his trusty assistant Dr Wensley Dale Watson are grappling with one of Holmes’s most baffling cases to date. Now read on…

 

Holmes: Is it Wensleydale?

Watson: No, it’s Thursday, Holmes. You fell asleep in your Cheddar.

Holmes: I suppose we ought to get crackers on the Phantom Cheeser case. Have you seen my Hauskyjza, Watson?

Watson: Did you leave them in your bicycle Paneer? Or downstairs in the Appenzeller?

Holmes: Don’t talk such Livarot, Watson. Why don’t you Fondue something useful instead of sitting there punning? Ring for Mrs Bel Paese and see if she can Bryndza morning paper.

 

~~~

 

Watson: By Jove, Holmes. Do you know what it says in the Daily Telemea? The Phantom Cheeser has struck again.

Holmes: Frankly, Watson, I don’t give Edam. I’ve racked my brains and thought the whole thing through very Caerphilly, but I’m afraid it’s beaten me. Ah. Do you hear the Babybel? We will get a visitor from Scotland Yarg any minute, unless I’m very much mistaken.

Mrs Bel Paese: Please Parmesan, gentlemen, but you have a visitor. Halloumi to present Inspector Fromage of the Jarlsberg.

Holmes: Thank you, Mrs B, but we know our Fromage quite well, don’t we, Inspector? La Vache Qui Rit, Fromage.

Fromage: And the Samsø to you, Holmes.

Mrs Bel Paese: Would you gentlemen like to Havarti?

Watson: Tea would be lovely, Mrs B. I’m feeling quite Pecorino. Can I have a Limburger with Monterey Jack filling?

~~~

 

Fromage: Very impressed with your library, Holmes. So many books. Absolutely Boursin at the seams.

Holmes: Thank you, Fromage, but let’s skip the small talk and cut to the cheese. What brings you here this fine Morbier?

Fromage: Have you seen the headline in this morning’s Daily Ricotta, Holmes? It’s criminal.

Holmes: Emmentaly in agreement.

Fromage: What are you going to do about it, Holmes? I’m under pressure from Sir Nicholas, the Home Secretary. You can’t just Gruyere, smoking your pipe. I cannot catch this scoundrel all Provolone.

Holmes: Not much of a punster, are you, Inspector Bertrand? Anyway, Camembert, you need to Cambazola yourself. Things may not be grate, but sit down. Take the wheyt off. And don’t worry about Sir Nicholas. I will talk to him myself. Sernik is a personal friend.

 

~~~

 

Fromage: Can you hear that woman singing jazz outside? Is it the famous Mozzarella?

Watson: It’s not jazz, it’s Roquefort. And the song is ‘We Gouda get out of this place’.

Mrs Bel Paese: Would anyone like anything Edelpilz to eat? Or more tea, perhaps?

Watson: Not for me, thanks, Mrs B. I’ve eaten plenty. I have no more Rumi.

Holmes: By Jove, that’s it! Why didn’t I see it before? It’s that bounder MoreHavarti!

Watson: Well, I suppose we’d better get Cracker Barrell before the villain Mascarpone.

Fromage: Feta late than never.

 

~~~

 

Mrs Bel Paese: Gentlemen, before you go – I’ve just had a complaint from someone called Sir Arthur Conan Doyle. He says your cheese puns are becoming curdled and that you should Duddleswell stop.

Holmes: But we’ve Baramily started on the puns, Mrs B.

Mrs Bel Paese: Hard cheese, Mr Holmes.

‘Before anyone accuses me of recycling,’ adds Czajka, ‘ I will admit that I plagiarized myself, since this entire (immature) slab of mature cheese jokes was first served up at ‘Poznan Today’ a few years ago. (‘Sernik’, btw, for non-Polish speakers, means ‘cheesecake’). Happy Christmas.’

 

Shall I have a last look at what’s been happening before I sign off? Trojanowski, also in punning mode, emails us about the EU/UK negotiations: ‘They have been floundering on the question of fish, for cod’s sake!’ he writes.

5 PM. Guardian: ‘UK coronavirus – Johnson won’t rule out post-Christmas lockdown in England amid sharp case rise’. ‘Brexit – Boris Johnson calls on EU to break deadlock over fishing’. ‘Covid in Europe – Spain facing ‘third wave’’. Latest data: daily cases: 35,383 (+ 14,419 v last week), in hospital: 18,009 (+ 1,643 v last week), daily deaths: 532 (+ 16 v last week). ‘Glastonbury 2021 – Paul McCartney expects festival to be cancelled’. ‘talk about super-spreader, says ex-Beatle star as Emily Eavis admits no guarantees can be made for 200,000 person event’.


I’ll finish this diary/memoir here. It’s a bit of a cliff-hanger because a deal with the EU still hasn’t been done. It could still end in no deal at all. Meanwhile, in the USA, some Trump supporters are reportedly convinced that he’ll make some sort of miraculous turnaround and be installed for another term. And globally, the pandemic is far from over.

2021 will be the Year of Dante in Italy to commemorate the 700th anniversary of the great poet’s death. Will it also be the year of Dante Czaprański? Any year in which I survive the pandemic is the year of Dante. The vaccine is rolling out and will reach the over-seventies soon. I feel like Melville’s Ishmael, or even Odysseus, thinking that perhaps, by some unfathomable stroke of luck, or because of the design of some mysterious higher powers, I might just make it home to safety.

The good thing about our email group during the pandemic is that we kept each other going, even if only by keeping in touch and exchanging messages, emails, music clips, and jokes. It may not have been Dante Alighieri’s ‘love that moves the sun and the stars’, but it was friendship and that’s a very close thing.

Right now I need to focus on Christmas and give myself a break. So here’s hoping that some kind of normality returns next year and we can all emerge from lockdown and be with family and friends again. Happy Christmas to all of us and a healthy and happy New Year. Here’s to all those who never abandoned hope.

~~~

So that was the end of the diary. Everyone knows what happened in January of the following year and then in February of the year after that. And now here we are in 2023 which will be remembered as the year of the coronation of King Charles. Between then and now so many superb musical talents left the scene - to list just a few of them: Mary Wilson, Charlie Watts, Don Everly, Olivia Newton-John, Judith Durham, Ramsey Lewis, Christine McVie, Irene Cara, David Crosby, Barrett Strong, Burt Bacharach, Wayne Shorter, Jeff Beck – and all leave behind a legacy of fabulous music on record. 

In 2021 I contributed a couple of items to Czajka’s Chiswick Surfer, one of them on the topic of the Year of Dante in Italy, having read up about the poet and having listened to some radio programmes about him. There were interesting items about his life on various websites, as well as some information about his wife, Gemma Donati.

The name Dante indirectly led me to doing some more research into my family history, and in particular about Nonno Dante from Bologna (my mother’s father), I started work on my family album, after deciding that it would be good to have info about both the Italian and the Polish sides together in one collection, with photos and text.

And speaking of family history, Czajka had a communication that year from one of Rocco’s uncle Felix’s sons, i.e. the late Rocco’s cousin, whose family I fictionalized slightly – (with some input as to the details of Polish history, from Czajka) - in my story about Radio Free Erconwald). His wife has been researching the family tree, and she read the ‘Fabulous Hetman’ story which was loosely based, of course, on her father-in-law. His full name, as I think I already mentioned in the diary,  was actually Felicjan Hartleb-Hetman, but by the time he reached the USA he was signing himself simply ‘F.H. Hetman. (Rocco never used the hyphenated version of his name – he was just Rocco Hartleb – although his father continued to do so). The cousin’s wife has found out that the grandfather’s name ‘Millar’ was due to a Scottish connection, and dates back to an ancestor who went to Poland in the 17th century. Interesting. Maybe material for a genuine family history?

~~~ 

Chapter Twenty-Nine

The Count of Montepulciano

14 May 2023

We finally met up with Czajka and Marielle at lunchtime on Friday at the restaurant in Chiswick High Road. There were twelve of us: Czajka and Marielle, Flora and myself, Pete and Gloria, who were in London and staying with us for a few days, Greg and Izabela, Trojanowski and Maxine, and Lorna and her niece, Amelia, who had just come down from Scotland and are staying for a little while  with Greg and Izabela.

 

It was a pleasure to be out in the middle of a sunny day, amid the bustle of the workaday world. I have been living my life on the internet for so long, that sometimes it’s a surprise to be actually among the people I’ve been corresponding with online and to remind myself that they are real and that they eat, drink, speak and laugh. It’s good to see all these friends.

The first subject which was mentioned was Greg bringing up the planned Kreutz Sungrazer reunion. Greg had seen Speedy recently and apparently he’s still not too well, but hopes to be well enough by September to be able to join us for at least a couple of numbers. The first thing we need to agree on is a practice session with Czajka. It needs to be fairly soon. I’ve been practicing a bit on the bass guitar which I’ve borrowed from Greg. It’s a Fender jazz bass and a five-string and I had never played one of those before, but I’m finding my way around it. Greg has got a set list of possible numbers for the reunion gig and, apart from the numbers we used to play, he is thinking of including some newer songs, but that’s something the rest of us have to agree on. The material we used to play in the sixties when we first started out, would be fine, and also some of the seventies tracks from our one and only record, but do we want anything new? Anything different? What exactly? These will all be subjects for discussion. Ted needs to have an input, of course. Should we even try new material? Wouldn’t we have enough of our own? Greg is a songwriter and I have a feeling he’d like to include some of his own compositions. Maybe we should just stick to the original R&B and bluesy kind of numbers. Will anyone in a potential audience actually care what we play as long as it’s good?

All the talk about our reunion, even as we discussed it, was something we felt was a bit of a distraction from the subject which was on all of our minds – and which everyone seemed to be tiptoeing around – Czajka’s house arrest in Krakow.

I was about to venture on the subject, but someone brought up the King’s coronation and the conversation veered in another direction. There were one or two disagreements about whether we needed a slimmed-down monarchy or even a monarchy at all in this day and age – and there were also the usual monarchist v republican exchanges. ‘I can’t see this country with a bicycling monarchy on the Dutch or Danish model,’ said Pete. ‘The pageantry is what draws the tourists.’ ‘But the tourists don’t see this country’s food banks,’ offered Maxine. ‘I am by no means a raving royalist, ‘ said Czajka, ‘but the idea of a monarchy is useful, it seems to me, because this country will never find itself in a political vacuum as long as there’s that sense of stability – of continuity. Whether we need to slim down the whole institution and whether we need all the pageantry is another question.’  ‘Actually the whole question of whether we have a monarchy at all is probably quite irrelevant,’ was Greg’s opinion. ‘’Ultimately it’s a matter of who has the most power and influence. It could be argued that in the UK, media proprietors have enjoyed far too much of it over the last few decades.’

But look,’ Izabela interposed at this point, ‘here we are, sitting, discussing the whole thing. What about all the parodies of the Royals that are out there? All the cartoons and satires on TV? Just about everything seems to be allowed in this country. And if someone here is rude about Charles, we’re not going to find that half an hour later, a police squad is going to burst in through those doors and arrest all of us for insulting the King!’

 

There was a silence. Everyone clearly had the same thought. Finally it was Trojanowski who broached the subject of the house arrest. We could see Czajka’s face clouding over. It was pretty clear he was far from having forgotten the episode. He became quite animated. He had always denied insulting the president, and those of us who had been through all of his essays, blogs, posts and comments were inclined to agree with him. None of us had ever found anything which could be taken as an insult. And since no charges were brought, he was completely vindicated. But the whole sorry saga now became clear as he explained to us what happened.

 

It seems that some Polish ‘fans’ of his, specifically some fans of the persona of ‘Chai’ Czajka, drummer of the Booster Rockets, who admired him as the outspoken critic of the government when he was writing his satirical pieces for Poznan Today a few years ago – and he hasn’t written anything for them for a long time – concocted their own satirical website, using his photo from his drumming days with the Rockets, bearded, with the trademark backwards baseball cap he used to wear on stage at the time, and called the site Tu Nie Czajka Tylko Bajka. (Everything seems to rhyme in Polish satire – the meaning here is: ‘you won’t find anything about Czajka here, only a fairytale’, i.e. a kind of disclaimer). The satire, it turns out, started out as a couple of young independent journalists investigating some kind of  controversy surrounding a Warsaw waste-water treatment plant, named, completely coincidentally, Czajka. Their website then developed into a general rant against the status quo and the current ruling party, and continued over the course of several posts, all the while using Czajka’s photograph, without his permission. The photo, to be fair, was slightly distorted, but it was recognizable as him all the same.  One of their posts included something mildly rude about the president; rather jokey, but still rude. It was the kind of thing, that if it had been posted here in the UK, or probably in most other countries, would barely have caused a raised eyebrow. Considering the kind of things – words and images – which satirists here and in the States and in other healthy political systems, can get away with, the reaction to this particular joke seemed totally over the top. (It was some kind of pun or wordplay but my Polish isn’t good enough to appreciate the fine nuances in this instance. I suppose I’d need to be a native of the country to fully understand the significance). The long and the short of it was that what these two young journalists posted was considered insulting enough to have crossed the boundary of legality and to warrant prosecution and then Czajka became involved, since someone obviously immediately assumed that he was connected to the website in some way.

 

Czajka, of course, wasn’t aware of any of this and his lawyer has already taken steps to have the site itself shut down, or, at the very least, to remove his photograph and preferably change the website’s name. The episode does highlight a real problem: using a person’s photograph for purposes of satire, with a disclaimer that this isn’t the actual person writing the satire, or blog, or whatever, may be strictly legal in many countries – so-called ‘parody accounts’ proliferate in this country on social media - but in the case of this Polish website, someone clearly didn’t appreciate any jokey side to what was posted. As for Czajka himself, although he may well have been sympathetic to the fact that these people had been writing about the various shortcomings of officialdom, and although the creators of the website may have intended using his photo to illustrate their website as a back-handed compliment to him, since they and a few others like them regarded Czajka as a bit of a rebel, nevertheless Czajka wasn’t happy with them, to put it mildly, once he found out what had caused his arrest. ‘Using my photo to promote their campaign wasn’t just questionable,’ he said. ‘They didn’t even bother to ask my permission. Not that I would have necessarily given it, but you never know.’

Czajka doesn’t know whether the two website creators are themselves going to be prosecuted. ‘I’ve never met them, so I can’t say that I’ll be getting involved in any way.’

What is certain, and what his lawyer was able to prove easily, is that the website had absolutely nothing to do with him, and so the case against him was dismissed. If the prosecutor’s office have turned their attention to the two young creators of the website, he told us, then the two individuals may well end up in jail themselves. ‘The overriding question,’ said Czajka, ‘ and both Szostak and my lawyer pointed this out, is how on earth did the prosecutor or the police or whoever it was who brought the case in the first place, how on earth did they seriously connect it to me? They must have known I had nothing to do with it. This is why I think there may be more to this than a simple mistake.’

No one wanted to add anything at this point. Were they thinking, as I was, that Czajka seems to have a tendency to see conspiracies where there are none? But Greg did pick up on this: ‘You think it could have been a false flag? Is that what you’re saying? Manufactured by someone out to discredit you specifically? Isn’t that a bit far-fetched?’

‘It’s a possible scenario,’ said Czajka. ‘I don’t actually know if those two jokers are being prosecuted.’

I think we all appreciate him being angry, but thinking that someone is out to deliberately compromise him is taking it to another level. But, and here Czajka has got me thinking along his lines, what if what he says is true? Surely not. But if so, then it would be sinister indeed.

‘But why,’ asked Marielle, and she was probably repeating a question she’d asked him many times before, ‘why would anyone want to discredit you?’ (I remembered his Dizzy Dent stories from Lorna’s blog, in which his fictional protagonist believed he had antagonized someone from the fictional ruling party).

‘Just because you’re paranoid doesn’t mean they’re not out to get you,’ offered Trojanowski with a Cheshire cat grin. I saw Maxine elbowing him in the ribs.

‘It sounds to me like a genuine mistake,’ said Izabela. ‘There are some stupid people around. Those two jokers, as you call them, will probably end up in jail themselves. Or fined perhaps.’

‘I wouldn’t like to see them jailed,’ Czajka said, ‘but they could at least have tried to contact me before using my photo.’

Here Lorna spoke up: ‘If you’re saying that you don’t think it was all a mistake, that this was some kind of deliberate set-up , then who do you think is responsible? Bad actors?’

‘Bad actors indeed,’ Czajka said, ‘and I don’t mean the rubbish thespian kind. I just can’t believe that whoever thought up my arrest was so idiotic as to connect me with that website.’ There was a pause while he poured out some wine for those of us who were red wine drinkers. ‘Also,’ he continued, ‘I can’t believe that the authorities in Poland are more sensitive about their own politicians than we are here in the UK. What about all those pro-government publications which feature absolutely outrageous photo-shopped images of opposition politicians or other government critics? How is that allowed? Remember those magazine covers which Szostak showed us one time? Somebody pictured in Nazi uniform? Or an opposition politician pictured as a terrorist? Surely that kind of thing would result in a court case over here.’

Czajka lifted the wine bottle and pointed to the label: ‘The Count of Montepulciano is justified in having his suspicions. Even if his detractors and critics have all melted into the background, he will find them and expose them. He knows who they are. And they know that he knows.’

I caught Flora and Marielle exchanging a meaningful look. Flora tried to lighten the mood and asked Marielle: ‘Didn’t you both visit the town of Montepulciano in your travels?’

'We did,’ said Marielle. ‘It’s a lovely place. And here is the very nice wine, of course.’

‘The name of which,’ said Czajka, ‘comes up in the Monte Cristo novel. Product placement by Alexandre Dumas.’

‘Does it?’ I asked. ‘I don’t remember and I’ve only just finished the book.’

‘On the island of Monte Cristo,’ said Czajka, ‘when they take some provisions with them. What did you think of the book? I mean, what would you do if you suddenly found yourself with immense wealth, giving you unbounded power and influence? Would you get even with the people who tried to destroy you?’

‘It’s a fascinating read,’ I said. ‘It was interesting to see just how far he was prepared to go.’

‘I see parallels between Monte Cristo and Odysseus,’ said Czajka.

‘You mean the motive for revenge?’ I asked.

‘Revenge or justice? There’s also the fact that the protagonists in both stories are not always characters you can sympathize with, despite the ordeals they go through.’

‘Yes, I can see what you mean,’ I replied.

‘Maybe you all think that I’m going a bit OTT here,’ Czajka said to the rest of us, ‘but I’m not about to forget what happened in a hurry.’

‘You don’t have to forget,’ said Trojanowski, ‘but even Nelson Mandela was prepared to let bygones be bygones, after all the time he spent in prison.’

‘Mandela was almost a saint,’ said Czajka. ‘I’m in awe of someone like that.’   

      

‘Here,’ Marielle interrupted, having been scrolling on her phone for a while. ‘From Chapter Twenty-Three:  ‘Some dried fruit’, she read, ‘and a flask of the wine of Montepulciano were to complete the order of the meal.’

‘There you are,’ said Czajka. ‘If it’s good enough for the Count of Monte Cristo, then it’s good enough for me.’ He raised his glass. ‘Cheers, everyone! To friendship! Thanks again for the support when I needed it.’

‘Cheers! To friendship!’

‘Here’s to you, Augustyn,’ said Trojanowski, lifting his glass. ‘To the Count of Montepulciano!’

‘The Count of Montepulciano!’

‘Maybe,’ said Marielle, ‘you should let this whole Krakow episode go, my love. You have absolutely no evidence that anyone was out to discredit you. Maybe you should write about what you feel, by way of a kind of – how can I put it – not exactly therapy, but a sort of release, if you follow me. Write it out of your system. Turn it into one of your stories, maybe. It’s what you do well. You’re good at invention and elaboration.’

Czajka said nothing for a bit. ‘I’m sorry, people, if I do sound paranoid,’ he said at last, ‘but I’m among friends here and I don’t mind admitting that the whole episode did shake me up. It’s not so much that it’s a blow to the ego – I can take genuine criticism, I hope – but it’s the feeling of suddenly being out of control of your own life. There’s such a fine line between having the freedom you’ve always been used to and the sudden realization that it could be gone overnight. I know that what I went through is nothing compared to what others are going through right now. You’ve got genuine political dissidents being imprisoned, tortured, killed – the very fact that things like that are still happening in this day and age is unbelievable. Not to mention unhinged war-mongers invading sovereign countries and bombing civilians. But enough of this. I’m getting carried away here. Sorry, folks.’

‘Say it all on your blog,’ I said.  

‘But how many people actually read the blog? And if anyone does read it, would it make any difference to what’s happening? Will words stop the crazed dictators if they’re determined to spy on, or imprison or even eradicate their opponents all in the cause of staying in power? There’s no cure for their condition.’

‘Today’s tyrants,’ offered Trojanowski, ‘are tomorrow’s little heaps of bones and ashes. And after their downfall, just watch how many of the people following them today will suddenly re-invent themselves as their opponents and claim that they never actually admired them but always resisted them.’

‘Ha!’ said Czajka. ‘You could be right. If that happens – when that happens - when the tyrants melt down - it will be interesting to see all the lies and propaganda and disinformation being exposed for what they always were. Probably by the propagandists themselves.’

‘The wrecks’, declared Trojanowski, ‘will then emerge from the ocean of obfuscation. It’s happened before. It’s happening already. History never stops.’

At this point, Amelia decided she needed to take a photo of all of us on her phone. ‘Say cheese!’ she instructed us.

I wonder if I was the only one who thought at that moment of the piece Czajka had written with all the cheese puns.

After a few more drinks, some nostalgia set in and old memories were brought up. Trojanowski reminded Czajka of the time he got into a fight with someone who had called him an ‘ignorant Polack’. ‘What particularly got to me back then,’ Czajka explained to the rest of us, ‘was that I was doing an English course at the time. I mean, I wouldn’t have had a go at Shakespeare for his ‘sledded Polacks’ in Hamlet, because he didn’t mean it as an insult, but this was plainly an obelga.’ (That word I knew meant ‘insult’ and I have noticed before with Czajka and Trojanowski, that sometime the more they had to drink, the more frequently they peppered their English sentences with Polish words).

We ended up discussing how exactly we had come up with the band name Kreutz Sungrazer. (We only became aware of the 21st century Dutch band called Sungrazer long after our own band had split up in the seventies). Greg remembered how it started and I have to admit my own memories are a bit fuzzy going back that far. He said we used to play as The Greg Stradelli Band – (yes, that rings a bell, now that I think of it) – and then, in 1967, he thought we should move with the times and give ourselves a psychedelic name. It was one of our friends from a rival band in Ealing who suggested Kreutz Sungrazer. Greg thinks that this was a guy who was studying astrophysics and he came up with the name as a throwaway idea but we liked it and we kept it. Czajka’s bass drum had the name written on it in suitably psychedelic style, with a sun logo in the middle, but we still mostly stuck with the old R&B and rock numbers, although Greg was always keen to experiment with new sounds.

Flora, who didn’t know me back in those days, didn’t share the Sungrazers nostalgia and preferred to look ahead. We haven’t been abroad anywhere since the pandemic and she brought up the fact that both her family and my own cousin Gianna keep inviting us to Italy. I agreed that we must go. The latest plan is that we might take a holiday with Gianna and family somewhere by the sea. She sent us some photos last year of some places on the Amalfi coast they had visited. It all looks beautiful. ‘I need to study a map,’ I said.

 ‘W pierwszym etapie, palcem po mapie, as my dad used to say,’ Trojanowski said, ‘which, I suppose, translates as: ‘the first stage is to trace your finger across a map.’

‘And of course it rhymes,’ said Czajka, ‘as do most sayings in Polish. How about ‘study a map before you pack?’’

Greg pulled a face: ‘Isn’t that assonance? What about ‘plan your route before you scoot?’ He ended up recommending Portugal to everyone, where he’d been with Izabela not so long ago and proceeded to show us photos.  I think Flora and I could go to Italy later this year. Maybe after the reunion gig.

Pete said to me that this whole episode had given him some ideas for the next playlist on his When in Frome blog. ‘Billy Joel’s An Innocent Man comes to mind’, he told me.

‘How about’, I said, ‘Some Things You Never Get Used To by Irma Thomas?’                      

~~~

We were invited to Trojanowski and Maxine’s place the day after the get-together, to share a takeaway pizza, drink some wine and beer, and watch the Eurovision Song contest, which is always fun. Nice evening. But on the following Wednesday we received the sudden and shocking news that Speedy had died.

We all knew he hadn’t been well for the last few years, ever since he gave up presenting his radio show on the internet station back in the summer of 2019, but the news still hit us like a thunderbolt. It’s true he hadn’t been communicating much with the rest of us in our email group, but he did post one or two comments and the odd music clip, especially during the pandemic, and a few of us had seen him recently and he had seemed cheerful enough. The last time I saw him, he seemed more worried about the state of his son’s health than that of his own.

There are tributes appearing on various social media sites and in the music press. There are also items about him in the mainstream papers. Czajka will probably also write something about him, since he had known him for longer than any of us, their friendship going back to Chiswick Poly days in the sixties.

 

~~~ 

Chapter Thirty

Speedy Malinowski

I think that those of us who went to Speedy’s funeral were a bit amazed to see just how many big names from the music world were there. Trojanowski listed them all in a lengthy email post to the rest of us. Speedy was clearly loved and respected by everyone who knew him.

Tributes are still appearing, written by people from the music business who knew him and had worked with him, from musicians to technicians and music journalists. Trojanowski has also listed all the various artists he had recorded with in his career as a session musician and Greg sent an email to the rest of us with a link to an article about all the various recordings with which Speedy was involved. There are some well-known sixties and seventies hits featuring his guitar work.

Ace drummer and Speedy’s friend Rick Marinakis posted a photo from the seventies when he played with Speedy’s short-lived supergroup Vendemmia, which featured two lead guitars. The line-up was Speedy on guitar, Jimmy Dean Augustus on second lead guitar, Rick on drums, and ‘Lightning’ De Luca on bass. They did one live gig at a club in North London (was it Belsize Park or Camden? I only saw them once and that was in a rehearsal room upstairs in a pub in Hammersmith) and when that band split up, Speedy went on to form a band called The Rockin’ Retros, since they decided to play traditional rock and roll at a time, in the eighties, when electro and synth pop was the fashion, and they played mainly college gigs up and down the country, but when they found out that another band had already been using that particular name for a few years, they decided to change their name to The Rollovin’ Beethovens. It was one of those musical outfits with a fairly fluid line-up, and they were certainly ahead of their time with experimenting with their musical make-up: they featured a tenor sax player, an occasional trombonist, they even had a small string section for a few gigs they played in London concert venues. I know Czajka played drums with them at one point. They lasted less than a year, because Speedy found that touring was interfering with his family life, so he went back to session work and without him, the band soon disintegrated and people went their separate ways. Czajka worked as a music journalist for a few years after the break-up before he picked up his sticks again and joined The Booster Rockets in the nineties. 

I went to see The Rollovin’ Beethovens with Flora at my old music college in East London and remember Speedy’s blistering guitar solos which went down a storm with the crowd. It’s a shame they didn’t release any records – there were plans, apparently, but they never got around to it – but Greg says there are some bootleg recordings of their live gigs floating around, although I haven’t heard them. He posted a photo taken at one of the Beethovens’ gigs by a friend of his. It could even have been the one I went to. 

Czajka’s own tribute to Speedy concentrates less on the music – which has been covered quite thoroughly by others elsewhere – but adds information about Speedy’s own family background.

Edward Zbyněk ‘Speedy’ Malinowski was born in London in 1944. His father was one of the many Polish flyers who had escaped from occupied Poland at the very beginning of the war. He was able to make his way, via a route taking him through various European countries, to join the Polish exiled forces of General Sikorski in France and then, after the events of 1940, on arriving in Britain, to fly with the RAF. Speedy’s mother worked at the BBC’s Czech programme Volá Londýn (London Calling), first as a typist and secretary, then also as a continuity announcer. A friend in the BBC’s Polish section introduced them to each other at a family party.

I didn’t know Speedy as well as Czajka did, but I did feel there was a connection, probably because my father’s grandmother was Czech. I remember comparing notes with him about our family backgrounds when I first met him.

Czajka writes that Speedy‘s father’s Spitfire was shot down over occupied France during the war, and the story of how he was helped by the local resistance to evade the Germans and make his way back to Britain is one of many accounts which should be much better known than it is, particularly as the resistance people very often paid dearly, all too often with their lives, for defying the occupiers. 

His mother had managed to escape Prague at the start of the war, and, via an extremely hazardous and circuitous route which took her through Sweden, made her way to London, where she was able to join the BBC’s Czech section. (Jan Masaryk, the foreign minister of the Czech government-in-exile was a frequent broadcaster, adds Czajka, and he also remembers a conversation with Speedy’s mother who said that long before he became famous, the actor Herbert Lom worked as an announcer at the station, soon after he had arrived in London from Prague).

The building from which the European programmes were broadcast was damaged by a V-1 flying bomb on the 30th of June 1944. Forty-six people were killed in the area and many others were seriously injured. Speedy’s mother was not in the building at the time, but in hospital, expecting his birth.

We discovered that Speedy himself had been supporting many different charities and lately had sponsored a project to help Ukrainian amputees. Apart from being a great musician, he was also a great human being.

So farewell then, Speedy Malinowski, superb and influential guitarist and thoroughly good person. An era has ended with your departure, but your music lives on for others to enjoy.

~~~

Epilogue

January 2024

“Are things really gettin’ better, like the newspaper said?”

Marvin Gaye, ‘What’s Happening Brother’

 

 

 

What has changed since this memoir was written? Natural disasters continue to cause destruction. Entirely innocent civilians continue to die in wars and terrorist acts. But here and there the odd monocrat has been ousted in fair and open elections, which constitutes some progress, even if other monocrats continue to menace the democratic process.

 

“We must continue to resist the barbarians without becoming barbarians ourselves.”

Augustyn Czajka, The Chiswick Surfer

 

The reunion gig back in September last year went very well. It became a bit of a tribute to Speedy Malinowski, as a matter of fact. Feiner wasn’t able to make it, but Ted was there and Szostak came over from Poland and played bass for a couple of numbers while I played rhythm guitar. There were some familiar faces from the old days - just an odd few. But it was mostly a younger audience who had come to hear sixties-style R&B and they seemed to enjoy the music. The whole thing was recorded and is out there as ‘The Kreutz Sungrazer Reunion Gig - Live in Chiswick, 2023’. We look like a bunch of old guys having fun. Because that’s exactly what we were - a bunch of old guys, having fun.

I thought I might add one or two bits of info to this memoir/chronicle before I sign off, and include these by way of links, some of which were provided by Czajka. The newspaper stories mentioned in the 2020 sections are all easy enough to find, but here are some other items (click on white buttons):

Chapter Four – An RFE programme by Marek Celt from 1967, in Polish, about Jerzy Szajnowicz-Iwanow:

https://www.polskieradio.pl/68/787/Tag/88225

 

 

 

 

Chapter Six – Some background on Mrs Bancroft: ‘Letters from England, 1846-1849’ - Elizabeth Davis Bancroft

https://www.gutenberg.org/cache/epub/1936/pg1936-images.html

 

 

 

Chapter Twelve – A Radio New Zealand article about Ringo Starr:

 

https://www.rnz.co.nz/national/programmes/afternoons/audio/2018684182/simon-sweetman-ringo-starr-style-over-flash

 

Chapter Twenty-Three – Adam Zamoyski’s biography of Paderewski:

https://www.amazon.co.uk/Paderewski-Adam-Zamoyski/dp/B08FP9Z1J9

 

Chapter Twenty-Six – The Greek plays series:

https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLq5ea-jR9u2ojLpe4x3suBCx1eGuXwnL2

 

Chapter Twenty-Eight – Some info about Anatol Krakowiecki:

https://pl-m-wikipedia-org.translate.goog/wiki/Anatol_Krakowiecki?_x_tr_sl=pl&_x_tr_tl=en&_x_tr_hl=en&_x_tr_pto=sc

 

 

So now that I’ve reached the end of this long and winding road, there’s nothing left but to dedicate this memoir to family and friends.

 

Goodbye and best wishes to those friends who have read, are reading, or will read these words.

Dante Czaprański   

 

~~~ 

Author's Note

Just like Dante, I’ll dedicate this to family and friends - those present and those absent - and also to all health professionals and essential workers who kept society going through the pandemic.

I feel a bit as if I’ve just completed the Monte Carlo Rally, starting out from London and driving via a circuitous route through the Alps. Thanks to the friends who kept me company along the way. Thanks also to those who gave me ideas for the playlists.

So here I am (metaphorically) by the sea in the sun, about to take a long break. Wishing all friends nothing but happy days ahead.

MK

23 March 2024

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