We've had lots of lodgers over the years, most of them good ones. The best one of all was a young Taiwanese Buddhist who was attending his last year at uni. He was lovely and we learned a lot about Buddhism from him. He bought and cooked his own food, and his room was the tidiest one in the house. He was enchanted one day to discover a light sprinkling of snow on the ground - "Ah! Snow! Plenty snow!" He and his friend, who was lodging nearby, had Christmas dinner with us. They had never experienced an English Christmas before, so we had 'turkey and all the trimmings'. In exchange, they, plus a Tai girl friend, took over my kitchen in January and prepared a feast enough to feed the entire street as they celebrated the Chinese New Year with us.
When his uni course was finished and it was time for him to return home we really missed him. We stayed in touch for a while, but, of course, his life and ours moved on. I will never forget him though, he brought so much into our lives. My children still remember him too.