My father came to the UK in 1957 fleeing the Hungarian revolution in which he was shot in the leg and declared to be an enemy of the State by the Soviet occupiers. He did not speak any English when he arrived in Lincolnshire and survived and prospered in large part due to the kindness of the people he found here.
Many years later after I left university, I decided to move back to Hungary which was by then a free country, and I discovered for myself how difficult it is to live in a country where you don’t speak the language. After a short time, I managed to learn Hungarian whilst working in finance in Hungary, before eventually being transferred back to the UK.
Now retired, I spend my time fulfilling various part time positions including being a trustee for a local dementia charity, helping in a local school, and being an assistant teacher of English at PARCA where I have been fortunate enough to meet some wonderful people on their different journeys through life.