St Fagan’s National History Museum
The boiling hot Thursday has given way to a blustery and wet Saturday. Our plan was to go hill walking in Powys over the weekend, but that had to be Continue Reading →
The boiling hot Thursday has given way to a blustery and wet Saturday. Our plan was to go hill walking in Powys over the weekend, but that had to be Continue Reading →
The alarm goes off. It is six in the morning. I just fell asleep about 3 hours ago. I didn’t have to get up this early, but forgot to switch Continue Reading →
The spiders have been busy spinning their cobwebs. The outside of the house is starting to look a little bit like the haunted house from ‘the Addams family’. Well, I Continue Reading →
Amma’s house slippers and the wooden moth balls that Lakshmi likes to find and play with when she is in our house greet me as I open the door. The Continue Reading →
Last Friday evening I had two options. Take Lakshmi swimming or go for a walk in the neighbourhood. It was late by the time I returned from my appointment and Continue Reading →
Writing our own stories. Isn’t that what each and everyone of us is doing. Some do it in spectacular style. Others fall by the wayside. Some drift along where the Continue Reading →
Before the game: The time is here. Will the day end as a ‘YAY’ day or a ‘Meh’ day. Only time will tell. The papers gave us an indication of Continue Reading →
Another weekend with Amma and another scorching day. There is a programme arranged to encourage Kerala tourism and the Nehru trophy snake boat race which is held annually in the Continue Reading →
“Neeno, neeno” Lakshmi trilled. It’s coming up to eleven at night and she should have been fast asleep by now. We are on our way home after a very long Continue Reading →