Social life at Timewells

At Timewells farm there was little time for social life except for the English lessons referred to! The Larges had no friends, in fact I hardly remember anybody visiting them. For the first two moths I was reluctant to venture out and I probably had the most miserable Christmas ever. I did then start to go to Lincoln on a borrowed bicycle and visited the cathedral, on a Sunday. I even ventured to enter a service but felt so uncomfortable feeling I was being looked at by the congregation. I felt so unwelcome. This is not for your kind sir. I never again entered a Church of English Service. Nevertheless the cathedral was magnificent and I photographed it many times. In fact on clear days we could see it from the farm. One day when I was walking in the street I saw a sign to the International Friendship League and a date and place for a meeting. This sounded good to me and I went to the meeting and was welcomed by a crowd of international students, blacks, yellow, brown etc. and English people who obviously liked to mix with a the international students. This was my first experience of an international gathering. I liked that very much and made many friends, in particularly a draughtsman called Allan Hutton. However we never kept in touch. He gave me my first book written in English- A tale of two cities by Charles Dickens. It was not an easy first book.

The people there were understanding. They helped me to weed out the swearwords from Major Large’s English and to know which ones should not be used in female company! We went on outings to the Lake District. One weekend Allan Huton and I went to London. Allan took me to all the important sights. I was very impressed with Madame Toussauds. When we were there I tried to telephone the RAF officers that I

met in Denmark. I asked them if they could recognise my voice which they could not, my spoken English in nine months had changed from virtually zero to being quite good. They met me and took me round a few sights too.