"The English House": very popular place to learn this foreign language.
Rob Trappnell and his Polish wife are running this school.
More information on site:
http://web.mac.com/rtrapnell/Gallery/INTRODUCTION.html
Saturday, October 4, 2008
England in Toruń (296)
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Nothing like a spot of free advertising! Do you know Rob and Beata? This is quite a new school. There are so many schools here in Toruń and every year new ones open up. Some stay, some go. It is an extremely competitive business here!
I have never met Him! By accident I found his internet place. Some of the main idea He has is very close to my style of thinking :-)
Thank you for the free publicity, very kind and unexpected. You're very right, it is a competitive business and some have suffered badly recently, others have rivals as neighbours. I Haven't really met either of you except on Footstep and Observer websites which are most interesting. must team up sometimes-Robtrap@torun.home.pl
> must team up
:-)
I am taking care on you too: Look at it: http://torunobserverdailyphoto.blogspot.com/2008/07/favourite-school-225.html
You even did not spot it :-)
Thank you for the free publicity as well. No didn't see it as was in the UK then. Have been at that school for almost 5 years now. Amazing how time flies.
I have never met Rob Trapnell, but know him and Beata through a mutual friend who is also a teacher at the House of English. Welcome to the world of blogging Rob!
> Welcome to the world of blogging Rob!
Especially we invite you to Daily Photo society ;-)
Sorry to see you go. Have enjoyed following your blog. Please do continue to follow TORUŃ DAILY PHOTO...and you never know maybe we could meet up sometime for a kawa!
> maybe we could meet up sometime for a kawa!
Torun is so small :-)
This is the last post where it is actually possible to post comments - that's why I'm writting here. Thanks for all the images you shared with us. I enjoyed your blog a lot:)
La vida es esto. Prestémosle atención a los
detalles. Al calorcito humeante del pis, a sacar la basura, a viajar apretados
en colectivo. Si no disfrutamos eso, ¿qué nos queda?
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