Oddball
11-25-2005, 09:30 AM
The Daily Telegraph (http://www.telegraph.co.uk/opinion/main.jhtml;jsessionid=I00K3J3NLUHCFQFIQMGCFGGAVCBQUIV0?xml=/opinion/2005/11/25/do2502.xml&sSheet=/portal/2005/11/25/ixportal.html)
The Poles - a boon for me and Britain
By Tom Utley
(Filed: 25/11/2005)
'Vorter-pitter! Vorter-pitter!" Marek, our monoglot Slovakian painter and decorator, had just driven a nail into a pipe, and the kitchen was filling up with gas at a terrifying rate.
Now he was studying his Slovak-English phrasebook, trying to tell me something, while I was frantically stubbing out my cigarette, throwing open windows and clambering over the junk in the cupboard under the stairs to find the lever to switch off the gas at the mains.
I am never at my brightest first thing on a Saturday morning - particularly when my house is about to blow up - and I couldn't for the life of me make out what Marek was trying to say. When the crisis was over, he showed me the book, pointing with a finger the size of a Cumberland sausage at the phrase he had been trying to express. At last the light dawned. "Yes, quite right," I said. "What a pity! What a pity!"
Over the past few weeks, my wife and I have been discovering the joys and drawbacks of the huge influx of cheap labour into London from the new members of the EU in eastern Europe. Marek, with the best will in the world, proved something of a drawback during his two weeks with us, decorating that one room.
It wasn't his fault that there happened to be a gas-pipe behind the skirting board, in exactly the place where he chose to drive in his nail. It wasn't his fault, either, that he was a little on the slow side as a painter and decorator. For all I know, he is brilliant at nuclear physics or dentistry, or whatever he studied at university.
I never managed to discover, across the language barrier, his specialist subject. All I can say with certainty is that it was neither English, nor interior decoration.
Anna, on the other hand, is unquestionably one of the greatest blessings to have flowed from the expansion of the EU in May last year. She is the highly intelligent, conscientious and sweet-natured young economics graduate from Poland who comes in for five hours, every Wednesday morning, to do my family's cleaning and ironing. More of her in a moment...
The Poles - a boon for me and Britain
By Tom Utley
(Filed: 25/11/2005)
'Vorter-pitter! Vorter-pitter!" Marek, our monoglot Slovakian painter and decorator, had just driven a nail into a pipe, and the kitchen was filling up with gas at a terrifying rate.
Now he was studying his Slovak-English phrasebook, trying to tell me something, while I was frantically stubbing out my cigarette, throwing open windows and clambering over the junk in the cupboard under the stairs to find the lever to switch off the gas at the mains.
I am never at my brightest first thing on a Saturday morning - particularly when my house is about to blow up - and I couldn't for the life of me make out what Marek was trying to say. When the crisis was over, he showed me the book, pointing with a finger the size of a Cumberland sausage at the phrase he had been trying to express. At last the light dawned. "Yes, quite right," I said. "What a pity! What a pity!"
Over the past few weeks, my wife and I have been discovering the joys and drawbacks of the huge influx of cheap labour into London from the new members of the EU in eastern Europe. Marek, with the best will in the world, proved something of a drawback during his two weeks with us, decorating that one room.
It wasn't his fault that there happened to be a gas-pipe behind the skirting board, in exactly the place where he chose to drive in his nail. It wasn't his fault, either, that he was a little on the slow side as a painter and decorator. For all I know, he is brilliant at nuclear physics or dentistry, or whatever he studied at university.
I never managed to discover, across the language barrier, his specialist subject. All I can say with certainty is that it was neither English, nor interior decoration.
Anna, on the other hand, is unquestionably one of the greatest blessings to have flowed from the expansion of the EU in May last year. She is the highly intelligent, conscientious and sweet-natured young economics graduate from Poland who comes in for five hours, every Wednesday morning, to do my family's cleaning and ironing. More of her in a moment...