South West Wales, a wonderful location, where we spent our annual camping holiday for many year.
Ramsey from Whitesands
Gale force wind and rain then sunny Unpredictable British weather. Normal camping and holidays in the U.K.
South West Wales, a wonderful location, where we spent our annual camping holiday for many year.
Ramsey from Whitesands
Gale force wind and rain then sunny Unpredictable British weather. Normal camping and holidays in the U.K.
Another update for friends in India, showing similarities and differences, same and different.
What’sapp between Ani and I
Sowbaghya is in charge, looking after the house and menagerie while I’m away.
So here, from a few years ago, are the two beauties together
Emma is a very very good friend, we met when working for Business in the Community.
Emma and I explored Kerala together after she visited Mysore
On first impressions you might think she’s very posh. Quickly you’ll realise as I did that she is one of the most down-to-earth, warm hearted and compassionate, caring people you can meet.
Reading an article and it’s photographs are flashing me back to work in the 1970s while still at school and later, the gap year before attending university.
I worked in a different location to the one featured in the article but similar situations in the steel city of Sheffield.
One crazy job, from age 17, was when the electric arc furnaces — creating steel — were switched off for the weekend. We’d climb on top of cranes that tipped scrap into the furnace then carried molten steel to be poured into giant moulds.
We’d clip our safety harness on to the structure, then walk along narrow gantries to brush the dust that had accumulated during the week, shovel it into bags to be carried down.
Here’s a photo of a similar crane in the Turbine Hall of the Tate Art gallery in London, formerly a power station.
It was still really hot, even though the furnace was shut-down and always dusty. By the end of the shift, the dust had worked it’s way through two layers of protective clothing and ingrained into our skin. With sooty faces and light patches (Hanuman style) around our mouth and nose showing the masks did have some protective effect.
Footnote.
It provided insights into how others live that I value to this day. Men and women often working twelve hours, sometimes seven days a week.
It was my first opportunity to supervise a small team.
Sally in Bristol.
Sally first visited us at Mysore Bed and Breakfast, years ago. She now leads textile tours of India.
Exploring the city, finding magic, public arts and engineering innovations.
Ruth visited us at Mysore Bed and Breakfast over the years.
I’m visiting her again in Bath in England. Ruth is a poet and the last time she came to Mysore to collect material for her latest book
Last night I attended a reading of her poetry.
Jony visited us, years ago in Mysore, and I’ve now returned to him a few times at his home in SW England in Hilpertin village, near Bath.
He’s become a good friend and a place of stimulating political, insightful and personally intimate (family, relationships, grief) conversations.
Amongst his many activities and interests, he’s about to publish a second book of great photos from his travels. Profits from his first were donated a few years ago to Kaliyuvamane school where Kaveri now attends.
I’ll not bore you with full details. But I have to apply for another business visa and my status in India is not secure as MAnjula died.
Next day visa issued. Now relax!
Travel again, to SW England, to visit Jony, Ruth and Sally