Our Christmas Day

Our Christmas Day

No politics, no religion around the table. Only family that gathers on too few occasions and the return of a beloved one. Such a splendid meal generates too much clearing up but it’s all done now and I shan’t have to go downstairs and face a sticky kitchen...
Friendship and Bajirao

Friendship and Bajirao

I have been in a bad, sad mood all day because of Christmas rollocks and other reasons. It’s funny how little things build up all year like litter in a stream and generally you can fish them out and dispose of them but there are occasionally things you miss and,...

Cocktails

And so came it to pass that, in the bar of Mumbai’s Leela hotel, daily journal in hand and maps at the ready, Winky became a blogger. So came it also to pass that a shopping expedition in Fabindia was duly ventured upon, kurtas and tunics verily were they...
Some further thoughts on Remembrance Sunday

Some further thoughts on Remembrance Sunday

    I have written copiously before about Remembrance Sunday and if you want to see those posts of previous years, perhaps just search Remembrance up there to the top right hand side of your screen. There’s little need to repeat all that stuff here....
Struck down

Struck down

My poor boy has struggled through lectures this week despite throwing up on Sunday and running a fever, and he sat an exam yesterday. The way the system works there, he had to present himself at the University walk-in clinic before 8.30 am today to get himself an...