ONWARDS AND UPWARDS LEAD US TO BLISS!It was obvious that Mishyk was simply dying to interrogate me about what had happened, but was too embarrassed to broach the topic in front of the Ukrainian lads. This gave me a chance to slip off home after a bit, and so avoid any unpleasant conversations.
So, Anton’s been here and not dropped by. What am I supposed to make of that?
At seven o’clock I went down to the frontier. Spot on time, from behind the bushes and beyond the river came the sound of an accordion striking up, and an invisible choir began to sing:
We’re Belarusians, the children of freedom,
Great Tarasenka forward leads us,
Our country’s pride and joy he is
He onwards and upwards lead us to bliss!
I yelled “Bravo!” and banged a stick as hard as I could against a metal basin. Ju
