Metamorphosis Ripple effect.

The newly named ‘Radical’ needs protecting from the sun, rain, trees and other animate and inanimate objects.
First stage: waterproof cover found after the third attempt. Dont ask.

Nothing is straightforward, it’s India.

Sowbaghya aka SB gave it to the paper collection man as scrap.

Next …

… job is to clear the garage and obstacles (plants, furniture, two wheelers) from outside, to make the drive drivable.

I’ve accumulated so much stuff.

In my defence, I have lived here the longest in my whole life. That’s fifteen years.

One step closer.

I leave for the U.K. in two weeks and plan for radical to live there. Given the regular downpours we’ve had she should have moved in previously

I’m well suited to India.

I’m expert at putting jobs off.

A formidable team

No time for photos

I tentatively opened the garage door into kat planet.

B-A-Do was lying parallel to the limen, I thought relaxing until I noticed a quivering rat by her mouth. She half done the job but seemed to be frozen. As she pulled away I found a stick and finished the task

It’s then in noticed all eyes from the kits, mesmerisingly proud of mum, watching from their raised wooden cushioned castle. I passed the dead cat on a shovel for their approval.

Later as they were all turning and jumping in seemingly choreographed mayhem in the yard, I realised one was leading the chase of a cockroach. I followed and finished it off

We were a formidable team.

We miss the kats but mum (Queen) stays with us.

missing them ..

Who’d have believed it…

Four years ago, Lucie is scrounging. Nowadays her access to street food is severely restricted as she’s getting on and sometimes had digestive issues. But this is the beginning of another story.

It was to be another two years before I met another light in my life.

Summer Camp 2024 – one

It’s the third year since meeting Kaveri.

School holiday is a great opportunity to spend wonderful adventures together.

In our first week, this year we’ve visited Kodagu, Kannur and Wayanad. A great mix of countryside, sea and sand.

Kodagu in the western ghats is a couple of hours west of Mysore.

I’ve been many time to Kannur, further west in Kerala, and taken quite a few friends. Radhika Kaveri’s sister (auntie) couldn’t join us as her mother had an accident and needed support. Lucie a French workawayer helped out at the school and stepped into the breach. A great help.

Finally Shabaz our wonderful friend from Kannur dropped is Wayanad for a final night before returning to Mysore.

The metamorphosis begins…

Vasanth and Sowbaghya are helping liaise with Sam whose team have taken on the job.

He couldn’t quite understand why I wished to preserve the number plate, as it is.

Probably no one else did either.

It’s now a piece of artistic memory in the upstairs lounge.

Ok some might say it’s just extra tat but it is part of our story.