Bruce’s leaving party
The pattering of rain drops grow louder as I walk into the kitchen. It is raining heavily and making big splashes on my conservatory roof. A perfect day to stay Continue Reading →
The pattering of rain drops grow louder as I walk into the kitchen. It is raining heavily and making big splashes on my conservatory roof. A perfect day to stay Continue Reading →
The clocks went forward on Saturday, which means we are closer time wise to our friends and family in the east and further away from those towards the west. Sunday Continue Reading →
“Don’t ever get old” says Doreen. She is not coping well. “I lie awake at night crying my eyes out”. Old age and frailty, something that creeps up on you. Continue Reading →
Chigwell Row, our neighbouring village, our second home for over ten years. A quiet village, with easy access to Hainault forest and about two miles from our current house. Kavitha’s Continue Reading →
The bluebells and crocuses are making a tentative appearance and so are the remaining daffodils which escaped the Siberian snowfall. The cherry blossoms are starting to brighten up the sleepy Continue Reading →
The Kottarakara temple pond looks still from a distance. Part of the surface is covered with lotus leaves but there are no flowers. As I peer down the side of Continue Reading →
Asha arrives early in the morning. When I wake up she is tidying the place. She hates clutter. She makes arrangements for the day. I have another packed day ahead. Continue Reading →
It is only coming up to 9 in the morning and yet the heat is quite intense. We are almost near our destination. Sasi annan’s death function prayers have just Continue Reading →
Today is the only completely free day I have. I am planning to laze around all day. When I am here, I hardly lift a finger and make the most Continue Reading →
The rush hour traffic gets under way. I try to guess the mode of transport from the whooshing noises they make. Some pass with the least racket, while others create Continue Reading →