Childhood memories

hello again,
Here's something you've been waiting for - a photo of me. To be honest I like the photo. What's more I think I look nice (modestly speaking) in the photo but I've also come up with the reason why, which is very little, if any, similarity between me then and me now.
In terms of memories, I remember visits at my grandma's place. There were always lots of us; lots of uncles, aunts and cousins, in particular. Therefore, the time we spent together was cheerful and joyful. Before that, however, there was a journey to be overcome by my family which didn't belong to the most pleasant things in the world since there was five of us, not counting my parents who took the front seats, and the little fiat 126p - so you can imagine the torture we had to go through. Fortunately, we were small at that time which made it easier. Nevertheless, the fights for the seats by the windows (I'm sure some of you know the pain of) and others (among them those caused simply by small spaces which are, as you all must have heard of if not experienced, conducive to spoiling relationships) made the car smaller than it really was.
By the way, I'd like to say a good word about fiat 126p which never dissapointed us, (contrary to the next car we had, no matter what it was) despite the tough conditions, which probably belong to the past, resulting from the season.

Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year:)

here's a piece of me - my music.

I came across this song not a long time ago. Unfortunately, I can't play you the version I've heard for the first time. Instead, you'll hear the original one - which is a bit old. Nevertheless, it wasn't just the music or the singer's voice that attracted my attention but it was also the lyric.

My hometown

very briefly about my home town:
I come from a village called Gościejewo.
Never heard of?
Don't worry you haven't missed anything.
Generally, there's nothing but a few houses. Actually there are about 1000 inhabitants but they are all distributed throughout a bigger area.
There's nothing worth seeing but fields. Everywhere fields.
The best thing about the place is the railway station so that you can leave the place whenever you want. That is, whenever the train deigns to stop since it's a very small and rather unimportant stop. But when it finally stops you can go wherever you want... through Poznań, of course.

Here are some photos of my place taken from the top of a silo by my brave sister (though not the one you can see in the corridors of KJO).



It doesn't look bad, does it? at least from the bird's eye view.

Hello :)

hello everyone,
it's gonna be legen - wait for it - dairy!