tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-717764352812681670.post4287028093910118797..comments2023-10-21T14:30:15.714+01:00Comments on Helena Halme Author: How I came to be in England - Part 9Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02658858373848443540noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-717764352812681670.post-44270069071772960742009-07-22T14:55:51.905+01:002009-07-22T14:55:51.905+01:00Dear Oneof365, I'm honoured and humbled by you...Dear Oneof365, I'm honoured and humbled by your comments. But don't assume anything because of the title. xxAnonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02658858373848443540noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-717764352812681670.post-44925915156035752072009-07-21T16:27:34.261+01:002009-07-21T16:27:34.261+01:00Oh Helena! This is like when Dickens wrote his cha...Oh Helena! This is like when Dickens wrote his chapters in weekly installments and you were dying for the next one because the end of the chapter left you desperate for more. UGH! So amazing. Your memory of the moment is so in-depth and special. Everything from the sandwiches to the smells, you are such a detailed writer. I can relate so much to your pain about losing your love because of a visa. It must have been so frustrating and painful. I know the story ends well, but in the moment of your tale, it seems so painful. Really lovely.<br /><br />x--Oneof365oneof365https://www.blogger.com/profile/01900535485592932858noreply@blogger.com