The End of The Hostage Keeper/ Bull-leaping in Poland

Unfortunately a while ago The Hostage Keeper and I parted ways and I need to look for a flat or room from 1st of September onwards. If any reader has a flat free or knows anyone who does, please feel free to get in touch.

We part amicably and with good memories, for which I am grateful. More Fergie and Andrew than Charles and Diana. 

It's sort of strange living here now as the primary reason for being here has now gone. I've had moments when I've question why I am here and what I want to achieve, but ultimately I like life here, and I like my life here. I could go back to a much better paid job in London, but I can't see myself being happy doing that.

Happiness does count, it's just harder to count than a salary.

Which means I must now do my modern day re-enactment of Minoan bull-leaping and try and find a room in Poland. I've put it off for the last few days but am having a stab today. It's amazing how lightly your feet can touch the surface of real engagement with life in a foreign country if you have someone to help (or do everything for you) and an internet connection to take you home, emotionally.