Just completed my first, and very likely my last, show for a Polish family. They didn’t understand a word I said; I didn’t understand a word they said. I’m determined not to say we were poles apart.
Discovered one thing; Polish kids and English kids have the same sense of humour: Neither of them laugh at my jokes!
I took my new There was an old woman who swallowed a fly balloon routine, but, as virtually no-one spoke English, I didn’t bother doing it.
I knew I was in trouble when I said, Sit down, and no-one took any notice – mostly because they didn’t understand a word.
Birthday boy, Piotr, kept calling me Man. Perhaps he’s a Polish hippie. Man was the only word he said that I understood.
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