Manjula used to catch me napping.
Now Jony’s done it.
Or am I meditating?

Life is such a challenge.

Manjula used to catch me napping.
Now Jony’s done it.
Or am I meditating?

Life is such a challenge.

15th March
America recalls students. India sort of gets involved.
We’re at the end of season so our very last guest left today. a PHD student Adam who’s been recalled to the US. Eric another student who was to look after the house and Lucie while I was planning away for three months has also been recalled. He’ll not be available to help me. They have no choice as their funding was to be withdrawn if they didn’t return. It seems OTT (over the top) but who knows. Isn’t it creating unnecessary worry and travel? But Donald (Duck?) is in charge so it’ll all be OK.
I have to rethink my plans.
As I return from walking Lucie there’s a gathering of neighbours in the street. There’s been a visit from the city corporation and foreign tourists have been asked to leave. Exactly as happened to Sally in Kerala. I explain that there are no more tourists expected until August. That seems to satisfy them.
Fact is it’s only been friends staying here this season.
I am however a foreigner, so where does that leave me?
India is typically consistently inconsistent. In this case no different from anywhere else.
Here’s a few headlines from the local paper.
closing places to reduce passing on the virus and continuing big events….. it’s a conundrum
In England, one friend and her husband, have isolated themselves in a country cottage. Everyone seems uncertain and confused
Happenings create opportunities for the powers to promote their agenda. This may be a way to polarise and emphasise ‘the other.’
It could lead to all sorts of social changes and new challenges, both positive and negative.

Donkey loses legs!
Road Trip …. with a great geezer.
Attention!
Douglas and I spent the day together travelling from York to the Deep South!
It helps me realise how important it is to keep connected and spend time with those we might not ordinarily come into contact with….
… age difference 36 years!!
It was a great, fun journey and took maybe six hours (this disUnitedKingdom is a VERY BIG country, or so the Brexiteeeers think) taking in an extended lunch (talking) and unplanned detour (my battery ran out and talking).
Talk time was on a ratio of 9-1 Douglas to me). You may find that hard to believe but absolutely true.
Douglas is the father of Liz and grandpa of my sons Ben and Ol.

I’m clearly a donkey and my hind legs have now fallen off.
What a character! Aged 97 he retired from the army decades ago!
His final rank being lieutenant colonel (pronounced leftenant, in some inane British attempt to prove we’re not French. It’s a French word!) his experience is vast especially in logistics and management, nuclear armament transport (his daughter and I and Ben, years later would be demonstrating against those very things), the first Army helicopter outfit, suez crisis, parachutist, internal army machinations (like all organisations), and he’s an intelligent, thoughtful, aware guy and not the rabid Tory you might expect.
So thanks Douglas. Top man, great time and conversations.
It helps remind me that we just need to give people time and recognise that wealth is in sharing our knowledge, experience and opinions.
At ease

Signs of Ageing:
forgetfulness
greying hair
dribbling
poor concentration
impatience
wrinkles
irascibility
squashed mosquitoes in peripheral vision
amongst the challenges now is to work which did one’s did actually arrive with age and which one’s can be reversed