A magnet on the fridge proudly reads “Kraków” and I ask if that is where they’re originally from. Both Konrad and Monika reply they are. I go on to inform them that for a spell I lived there once.

Immediately they want to know where, and the answer, “In the city centre” doesn’t do it for them. Incredibly self-conscious of my Polish, I attempt to pronounce the name of the square in which I lived.