Better than…..



Yes addictive temptations, a better alternative and part of the English kits regime
Tomorrow is a whole new adventure. Back to the vets again.
Better than…..



Yes addictive temptations, a better alternative and part of the English kits regime
Tomorrow is a whole new adventure. Back to the vets again.





Two of the six kits have been adopted by Sowbhagya and have left for their new home.
They’re going to a place where they will be loved. I’ve been careful not to get attached (really?) but they’re tugging at me now.



Knock knock
Who’s there?
Mary?
Mary who?
Mary Christmas.
Ho Ho Ho it’s really Father Christmas the bringer of gifts.






Kaveri thought she knew Father Christmas after recognising his bangles SAPA video





Mysore Storytellers Network together with SAPA organised a Carol singing event.











Tomorrow we all go to the vet hospital.
I apologise for ever complaining about Indian bureaucracy
In any case I usually blame the British Raj and maybe the current British Administration might value a lesson.
Sarcasm warning
I travelled to Bangalore last month, a five hour round trip, to submit my passport for renewal.
Yesterday I received an email from the passport office in Liverpool England, with a formal letter attached.
My photos have been rejected for a range of possible reasons. They haven’t indicated which one: it could be only one photo sent, head too small (in real life, opposite being the problem) or any number of other options. They’ve kept that secret.
Clearly my approach of carrying a selection of photos to Bangalore and asking their staff member which ones were suitable and they selecting them ( yes there were two) , didn’t do the trick.
I have twenty days to send to England otherwise my request might be rejected.
I have a new photo taken and place them in envelope ready to send. I avoid writing a sarcastic note about having asked their representative for guidance. I just plead to get it back asap so I can travel again.

At the central post office.
Take a ticket for your place in the queue. We all take one but then ignore the system.

Speed post Sir?
Yes please, how quick will it be?
Twenty days
I’ll send positive affirmation vibes against any delays and rejection of my application.
Please complete the declaration form and sign
Here it is
Three copies
There’s a xerox machine. Gets jammed but quickly sorted.
Copied and signed
ID please with address.
I have my Adhaar card.
Two copies please
Back to the xerox
…
I Zap the equivalent of £19 via QR Code (bet you can’t do that in Britland) It’s done.
Yes I can hear you saying. Why doesn’t he send the photographs digitally?
Because you can only do that if you’ve completed an online form and you can’t do it online when requesting a renewal from outside the U.K.
Just don’t ask, I’m now relaxing
Take over the asylum.
I love it






The yard has so many exciting opportunities.
Including crinkly plastic
I’ve been careful not to get too attached to the Kits. If only life was so straightforward.






As with children we should recognise the need to continue to have playful fun. How else can we enjoy and keep learning?







Oy, stop eating me.




I’ve just got back from walking Lucie and couldn’t find the kits anywhere.
I’d left the garage door open so they had access to the yard.
Eventually I found one of the whiteys and slowly they began to appear from their hiding place under the washing machine.
I think something scared them and mum wasn’t here.
Now they’re relaxed and we’re bonding through biting.

They haven’t worked out eating their soft solids (meat or fish) without sticking their nose in it. …. hence the dirty nostrils.

We’re all ok now.
Testing






Next we’ll consult the consumer and the disposal inexpert
Did I mention we’ve got kats?


Our democratic kits. After a few tussles, with the support of Obama, the election result wasn’t too bad, and they now settle into the off White House.






