Awake and up all night

Sorry Gill I didn't mean to offend you. I got in a taxi to the docs today and he was talking a different language on the phone. I thought how rude. Thank you for passing on my love and hugs to OH. I would be so upset if I thought I upset you xxx

You haven't offended me at all Sonia. I'll tell you summat lass, I never take offence and totally agree with you about that guy being rude on the phone, so don't you get upset my lovely.

Here's a little story about my mam and her sister. They were both born in Austria but moved to England in the late 40s as they'd met my dad and one of his brothers there towards the end of the war. I can honestly say they never spoke their mother tongue to each other, even on the phone, and on the few occasions we went on holiday to visit relatives in Austria, mam and my auntie struggled to remember the lingo as they'd only spoke English for such a long time. That's how it should be, in my opinion anyway.

We all love you sweety pie, and that includes OH as he knows you make me happy xxx

That’s really good to hear, and also that you both got a rest. It’s so lovely to hear the birds chirping away. 
I have been to the hospital today to get my medication which I start tomorrow. xx

Thank you so much Gill. I am relieved. I like the story about your mam. Didn't know they were Austrian. My mam and dad were both Polish they came over here after the war. We were bi lingual as kids. I had to translate for my mam in the shops as she couldn't speak English. She did start talking in English after a few years. I have forgotten most of my Polish now except for a few swear words!!

Thanks Kez, but I'll make up for missing the birds tomorrow morning and take out treats to reward their singing

Good luck with your meds hon, and hopefully no side effects, just positive ones. Sending hugs sweetheart xxx

I love learning new things about you Sonia, so that's another thing we've got in common as there's a bit of Polish in me, along with Hungarian, Romanian and god knows what else - Heinz 57.

My mam tried to teach me a bit of Austrian but I was too lazy so she left it. When I was there it was different though, as I wanted to speak the same as everyone else, so she told me what to ask for in the village shop and it came so easy. The last time we went I could hold small conversations but understood more than I could say. That was going on 60 years ago but I remember a few phrases and can do a cracking accent. My dad was good at languages, especially Italian and Arabic as he was in campaigns in north Africa and Italy during the war. I know swear words in four different languages - not exactly a great claim to fame, more like shame! xxx

My dad was taken away from his village by the Nazis and put in a Labour camp. Stories there for another day. He came to Britain after the war. He went to a Ukrainian club in Doncaster and never lost his language, but I can't speak the language. For some reason he was desperate for me and my sister to fit in. I wish I could.

He is only 13 when they took him.

Uki, my mam's eldest brother was roped in from his tiny Austrian village by the German war machine to fight for them. He was killed just after his 20th birthday in Crimea and mam never forgave the German army for what happened to him. xxx

Gill my mam was taken at 16 from her family by the Germans and sent to work on an Austrian farm. She couldn't get up for work one day so a German soldier shot her in the leg she showed me the scar.