Christmas Eve 2018
It is Christmas Eve and my clinic finishes early. The restaurant is booked for 730, and we arrive in Epping early. It has been two weeks since we have seen Continue Reading →
It is Christmas Eve and my clinic finishes early. The restaurant is booked for 730, and we arrive in Epping early. It has been two weeks since we have seen Continue Reading →
Orange and red, the colours of the horizon. It is partly marred by a large thick grey cloud. Where it is clear, the blue skies merge with the fiery colours. Continue Reading →
My drive to work starts out well. The upbeat songs get me tapping along and then my mind wanders. I go into autopilot mode. Images of Valsala Chechi keep popping Continue Reading →
The Bright Hour by Nina Riggs. I was reading this on my Blinkist app last night without realising how close to home the message was. A memoir written by an Continue Reading →
Lakshmi’s preschool Christmas show is on today, the first of many to come over the years. She was ready in her red blazer and top, the Red School’s uniform, complete Continue Reading →
The excesses of the previous night doesn’t seem to have caused too much damage. December is here and the party season is upon us. It was the Obstetric Anaesthetic team’s Continue Reading →
I was the one who introduced Indira to the Sunday walking group. She now goes with them regularly and I have only done that one walk and that too over Continue Reading →
A blackbird sings and calls out to his companion. It is quite a pleasant sound and catches my attention. I look up and find it on top of a tree. Continue Reading →
