Glasgow University awards Honorary Doctorate to Antonia Lloyd-Jones

ZB member Elwira Grossman has shared the news that on 30th June Antonia Lloyd-Jones has been awarded an Honorary Degree from the University of Glasgow, in recognition of her outstanding contribution to literary translation and intercultural exchange.

Antonia Lloyd-Jones is a well-known translator of Polish literature into English. Among the works she has translated which we’ve read at Zielony Balonik – fiction, non-fiction and poetry – are Swallowing Mercury by Wioletta Greg, Inhuman Land: Searching for the Truth in Soviet Russia, 1941-1942 by Jozef Czapski, and poems by Jacek Dehnel in the anthology Six Polish poets.

She also edited The Penguin Book of Polish Short Stories

The University of Glasgow has posted here about the Honorary Doctorate, and the award ceremony at which Elwira delivered the oration.

There is also a post on the website of the Polish Cultural Institute in London which quotes part of the oration. Another post on the PCI website relates how the day after the Glasgow ceremony Antonia flew to Krakow where she also received Poland’s prestigious Gloria Artis Gold Medal for Merit to Culture. 
 
We’re delighted to share our congratulations to Antonia Lloyd-Jones on being awarded these honours.
 
Photo credit: The Photographic Unit at the University of Glasgow.
 
 
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Jenny Robertson In Memoriam

We were very sorry to hear the news that Jenny Robertson died recently.

Jenny, together with her husband Stuart, was a regular at Zielony Balonik meetings. We also read and discussed two of her own books, a biography of Zofia Nałkowska and a book about her travels in Ukraine.

Robert MacMillan has compiled a document with tributes to Jenny written by ZB members, which you can read here –

Jenny Robertson In Memoriam.

It includes

  • Restless Curiosity: Jenny Robertson on the Zielony Balonik website
  • Jenny – my friend!
  • Jenny’s books
  • Messages from, to and about Jenny
  • Jenny – Our Last Wishes and her ongoing presence!
  • Flowers from Poland in grateful memory of Jenny

The photo shows Jenny (on the left) with Elwira Grossman and copies of From Corsets to Communism: the life and times of Zofia Nałkowska (2019).

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The International Book Fair Warszawa May 2025

The cheerful back cover to the brochure tells its own story. Over a long weekend in Warszawa the enthusiasm for books was visible with tents outside in Plac Defilad, stalls inside the Palace of Culture and an overflow into the Modern Art Gallery next door. Younger ones out numbered the older readers everywhere with literally hundreds of publishers present, many of whom had corralled their authors to put in an appearance. The partnership this year with the Republic of Korea as the special guest was not out of place and very much a sign of the times as Poland is a a dynamic global actor on the world stage.

 

The size of the pavilions seemed also to be a reflection of the changing world of publishing. To my surprise the Czytelnik stall was one of the smallest with just room for two people, one of whom was Adam Zamoyski quietly signing the occasional book and politely interested in our reading of Isabella the Valiant, but camera shy. In contrast, the super size pavilion housing NieZwyklą Książkę was heaving with dramatic books for the younger generations. The beautiful book covers were enticing, many of which were emblazoned with English titles. Świat Książki also pulled in the crowds but it was easy to do as they launched the latest book Kandydat by Jakub Żulczyk, the day before the first round of the recent presidential election. The queues awaiting his arrival were long. But I managed the photo before he had a chance to sit at the signing desk escorted by his suitably attired entourage! He was not camera shy! I am waiting for the translation of the book into English.

 

I was delighted to see that I could buy a new edition of Śłowka by Tadeusz Boy-Żeleński which includes the Piosenki Zielonego Balonika. My companion book for my visit to Warszawa was Russia’s Neighbour: the New Poland by Bernard Newman published in 1946. I wanted to recall his commentary of that time alongside my new encounters in 2025. The result is a desire to return to the book fair next year!

Krystyna Szumelukowa

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The Laundry Girl and the Pole

Leszek Wieciech writes:

As my friends know, even though a quarter of a century has passed since my return from Edinburgh to Warsaw, I continue to search for traces of the several hundred years of Polish-Scottish contacts. While finding commemorative plaques, cemeteries, monuments in Poland or Scotland is relatively easy, tracking down forgotten works of art is much more difficult. Of course, during my visit to the City Chambers in Glasgow I saw a painting by Feliks Topolski, someone told me about Alexander Żyw and his work, but somehow I did not come across any traces of Poles and Poland in Scottish literature. Now I know they are there, I just had to look deeper…

And some time ago, while browsing through copies of Dziennik Żołnierza (Soldier’s Diary), in the issue of October 29th 1942 I came across an interesting, hot discussion regarding the short story ‘Opowieść o szkockiej praczce i polskim żołnierzu (originally ‘The Laundry Girl and the Pole’) by Fred Urquhart, published in several previous issues of the newspaper. In letters to the editor, many readers criticized the author for presenting Polish soldiers in a distorting mirror, as men who unscrupulously exploited Scottish girls. There have been claims that it is a Scottish Decameron, with a Polish soldier in the main role. Some people doubted that the author was actually a Scot and not a Polish author writing under a pseudonym. Some readers were of the opinion that the author insulted the honor of a Polish soldier and that this short story should not be published in the Soldier’s Journal at all.

And that’s how I became interested in the short story and its author – Fred Urquhart, considered one of the greatest Scottish writers of the 20th century, a master of the short form, author of several outstanding novels. He was born in Edinburgh in 1912 and showed an interest in writing in his youth. Even before the war, he was recognized as an exceptionally talented writer with great prospects. His career in the elite environment of Edinburgh was hindered by his origins, as well as the fact that he was homosexual, had left-wing views and defended the rights of women and the working class. During World War II, he refused to join the army – he was a pacifist, a conscientious objector who believed that as an artist he could bring more to the country than as a soldier with a rifle in the trenches. In 1940 he appeared in court in Edinburgh twice and ultimately avoided prison sentence in exchange for being sent to work on a farm in Kincardineshire. In 1944 he moved to the English countryside.

‘The Laundry Girl and a Pole’ was written in the initial period of his work. The author placed the main emphasis on the moral transformation of Scottish girls during the war, largely as a result of their contacts with English and Polish soldiers. The theme of Scottish girls’ relationships with foreign – including Polish – soldiers also appears in other short stories and in the novel Jezebel’s Dust. Urquhart encountered Polish soldiers in Cupar, Fife, where in 1940 he worked as a gardener while living with his American friend Mary Litchfield – a communist party activist in the Fife district. At her instigation and through Lieutenant Stanisław Luxemburg, he contacted the publishers of Dziennik Żołnierza, offering his recently finished story. After long discussions, the editors decided to publish ‘Opowiadanie o szkockiej praczce i polskim żołnierzu’, but significantly shortened and reviewed due to fragments “bordering on pornography”. The translation was undertaken by Stanislaw (Stanley) Bogacz. The publication, which was serialized in 19 parts from October 1st to 26th 1942, sparked a heated discussion in the Polish community in Scotland. Stanisław Bogacz, in a letter to the Scottish writer Dorothy K. Haynes, Urquhart’s friend, wrote that there were “hundreds of letters of protest” when the story was published in Soldiers’ Daily.

First, I read the short story in Polish translation, in the version published in Dziennik Żołnierza. My first impression was that it was like a jigsaw puzzle with something missing. Moreover, I noticed some awkwardness and anglicisms in the Polish translation. After reading, I was left with some dissatisfaction, intensified by what I had already read about Fred Urquhart. Since he was the greatest Scottish short story writer and one of the best Scottish writers of the 20th century, a master of the short form, his works should have been more complete even in the early stages of his work. I decided to read the story in the original, which turned out to be quite a difficult task, as Urquhart’s work is not present on the Polish book market. Fortunately, we live in the 21st century and Uncle Google told me that ‘The Laundry Girl and the Pole’ was published in the collection The Clouds are Big with Mercy. I brought the collection from Great Britain and started reading it.

I quickly realized that the 1942 translation was a significantly censored version of the original, which is why my initial impression of the incomplete puzzle. Therefore, I decided that the Polish reader deserved the full version of Fred Urquhart’s story, so I decided to translate ‘The Laundry Girl and the Pole’. It was not an easy task. Fortunately I received support from my Scottish friends in Warsaw, especially Paul Gogoliński. Another challenge was reaching the copyright owner, Colin Affleck. Fortunately, after some problems, I managed to reach him and obtain the right to publish the short story in Polish. Along the way, I learned some interesting details about the circumstances of its publication.

Ultimately, my translation of Fred Urquhart’s short story was published under the title ‘Namiętność. O małej Nettie i polskim żołnierzu’ in the Res Humana periodical, starting from issue 1/2024, and on the related website. My translation is a translation of the full text and has not been censored in terms of content. I also tried to reflect in the Polish text, at least to some extent, the fact that the author used the Fife dialect in many dialogues. To make it easier for the reader to understand certain fragments, I have included information about songs, films or books from that period mentioned by the author in the references.

More than 80 years after the story’s publication, it is difficult to find any fragments in it that would be associated with pornography for a modern reader – or even come close to it. The author described the relationships of Polish soldiers with Scottish women in a realistic, often humorous way. In real life it resulted in a large number of mixed marriages and children born from these relationships. He simply described reality faithfully… I will never forget how, during a meeting with a representative of the local government authorities in Fife in the second half of the 1990s, it turned out that my interlocutor had a Polish uncle. He jokingly commented on his family history that if it had not been for the injection of Polish soldier’s blood during World War II, the Fife district would have suffered a genetic disaster. On the other hand, the text shows some false ideas of Urquhart about Poland and Poles, which is especially visible in the fragment regarding the ‘Dąbrowski Mazurka’:

“The Poles started singing a song that none of the girls knew. There was a foreign song about it, nostalgic and forlorn. The voices rose and fell plaintively… If you girls, you listened to the wireless on Sunday nights instead of gallivanting… you’d know it was the Polish National Anthem…”

Fred Urquhart died on December 2, 1995 in Haddington, a few months after I arrived in Scotland. Incidentally, the first place I set foot on Scottish soil in August 1995 was a petrol station in Haddington…

Why did none of my friends mentioned Fred Urquhart to me? Maybe it’s because – even before the war – he had leftist views, bordering on communism? Maybe the fact that he was homosexual and spent most of his life in the English countryside, outside the Edinburgh elites? Or maybe the fact that during World War II he was a conscious conscientious objector, which meant that, by court order, he had to take up work as an agricultural worker in order not to go to prison? Or maybe he and his short story were simply forgotten…

Either way, it is worth recalling this forgotten novella about the Scottish laundry girls Nettie and the Polish soldier Jan. Without stories like this, there would not be such a large Polish diaspora in Scotland after the war.

***

Leszek Wieciech is a former diplomat and a manager experienced in lobbying and government relations. He is actively involved in education on Polish-Scottish cultural and historical links, author of several articles on this subject, and a member of the GlobalScot business network.

2021-2023: Board Member,  Head of the Anti-Corruption Programme at the UN Global Compact Network Poland.

2009-2019: CEO & President of the Polish Organisation of Oil Industry and Trade. Responsible for successful lobbing related to the fuel sector, including reduction of tax frauds. 

2008-2009: City Director Warsaw, Clinton Climate Initiative. Dealt with climate-change related challenges faced by the C-40 members.

1999-2006: Government Affairs Manager BP Polska, responsible for integrated lobbying for the Polish branch of the global company.

1984-1999: Ministry of Foreign Affairs (1986-90 Deputy Chief of Mission in Islamabad, 1994-95 Deputy Director of Personnel, 1995-99 Consul General of Poland in Edinburgh).

Co-founder of the Road Safety Partnership, since 2019 Vice-President of the Board. One of the pioneers of CSR education in Poland, co-author of the “Corporate Social Responsibility in Poland. Baseline Study” (UNDP 2007).

Member of the Chapter of the Order of the Smile. Member of the Advisory Board of the Lower Saxony Memorials Foundation (since 2022).

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Kraków in sepia: two snapshots from a Scottish album

Jenny Robertson writes:

“My first inkling of Poland came in a Glasgow classroom when we were shown on an old reel to reel projector a broken film, barely visible made by Film Polski. Only years later did I realise it was about the restoration and return of the Wit Stworz altar to the Mariacki church in Kraków. It thrilled me with a sense of survival and of valuing something precious: Polska.”

The two poems below draw on her memory of that film, and her first visit to the city itself.

Kraków in sepia: two snapshots from a Scottish album


1958, Chored maisterstick

Lang syne in ane Glescae schule –
chalk stour, reek o damp claes an sweat,
we’re shawn a fillum “tae dae wi art”. Sklintering bits
o celluloid, gaistly shapes atweesh gliff blitz
o licht, a wee bit ferlie, syne  a name,
film polski, and a thocht: reclaim.

We hae seen yon chored maisterstick braucht hame
tae Kraków – nae saining i the Kirk fae it,
no yet; but a-unkenning I was gien a wee sma keek
        – blawn haar in hairst –
intae airts weel hoddit, a hale mind-set
          “dunted, but no daunted yet”
that pu’d me thence, like metal skelfs tae strang magnet.

Long ago, in a Glasgow school, chalk dust, smell of damp clothes and sweat, we are shown a film “to do with art”. Broken bits of celluloid, ghostly shapes between momentary blitz of light, a little wonder, then a name, film polski, and a thought: reclaim. We saw that stolen masterpiece brought home to Kraków – no consecration in Church for it, not yet; but all unawares I was given a very small glimpse, like blown sea mist in autumn, into places well concealed, a whole mind-set: “struck down but not defeated yet”, that pulled me thence, like pieces of metal to a strong magnet.

 1962, Student tour

Four years later – careless twenty – I am here
in soaring summer heat,
hear hejnal sound across the Market Square:
basements, dim-lit, thrum with illicit beat.

We Scottish girls discard our bras.
“Just like the Polish girls,” we whisper, unaware
our Playtex frillies are undreamt of where
girls use no make-up, wear long, braided hair,
or, city-slick, her nylons, 15 denier, sheer
cost an hour of sex per desired pair.

Oświęcim? Not on our student tour
of cities bright with socialist hope,
but in a cellar where she works with hard-to-lather soap,
a woman slumps on backless chair; hands puffy, damp.
Rolled sleeves expose a number stamped
           on her swollen wrist,
     – silent witness and unspoken text.

A lifetime later I still see her deformed hand;
in mind and memory bear that violent brand. 

*

Inny świat?
(A different world?)
Jenny Robertson, December 2023

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Warsaw Fictions

Our de facto Warsaw correspondent Robert recently sent these photos relating to Lalka (The Doll) by Bolesław Prus, which we read in 2021, along with this commentary:

“No doubt most of you will remember when we read the classic book ‘Lalka’. 
 
“This morning we came across the 2 carved information plaques in the attached photographs. Each one is about a main character from the book. Curiously, the text assumes that these fictional characters DID live in the premises with attached plaques.”
 
Wokulski is the main protagonist, who owns the shop in which Rzecki works – and while said shop plays a central role there’s a lot more to the book than shopkeeping.
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Maciej Hen

After our last post about Robert McMillan meeting Jozef Hen, this post is about Basia McMillan meeting Maciej Hen. (Robert and Basia are married; Jozef and Maciej are father and son.)

Basia writes:

“Recently I attend the Polish National Library’s very well attended annual picnic in Warsaw. While there I spent some time talking woth two authors.

“Firstly Zyta Rudzka who has won a number of prestigious prizes for her work – including this year the Nike (comparable to the Booker) for her latest book. She informed me that one of her books, Slicznotka Doktora Josepha, has recently been translated into English by Antonia Lloyd Jones and will be published in the USA next year. Obviously, a possible book for us to read once it becomes available.

“I also talked to Maciej Hen – our second encounter as we had a long meeting with him and Grazyna last year.”

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Jozef Hen

One of our members, Robert McMillan, is currently in Warsaw where he recently attended an event looking at the work of Jozef Hen.
 
Last year we read his Nowolipie Street, about his experiences of growing up in Warsaw in the 1920s and 30s.
 
Robert writes, “I managed to have a short conversation with him… Despite being nearly 100 years old he was quite sharp and understood English.”
 
You can read our (very appreciative) thoughts on Nowolipie Street here.
 
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Wojtek Smarzowski’s new film Wedding

I highly recommend Wojtek Smarzowski’s new and controversial film Wesele (Wedding), strong and poetic at the same time, opened in October in Polish cinemas. We saw it in Kino Atlantic in Warsaw. It is a double story, one happening now in a small village; the daughter of a pig farmer and entrepreneur is getting married. A second story, seen through the eyes of the grandfather, takes as back to the World War II and just before, when he was in love with a young jewish girl from the same village. It is inspired by a gruesome, but how important, recollection of Jedwabne tragedy. It is Smarzowski’s story about Polish demons past and present, xenophobia, parochialism, fear of the other, questionable influence of the church and nationalism. Not to be missed and hope it will come to the UK.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QDbO2sxH4x8

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