Look at the name on the last trading permit. Just visible in the shadow of the receipt.
It’s since been corrected from 🍞 to 🛌
New one issued in a jiffy. When things work in India they really do
Zonal office number nine of the Mysore City Corporation.
The first woman sent me to the wrong desk instead of the one next to her! No problem as everything went smoothly. The bank, pay Rs 5184 plus penalty of Rs 778Entered in a ledger and rubber stamped again. Permit gets printed and stampedMs helpful I’m overcome. So speedy. Wobbly chais stops swoon
I had to pay a penalty as my application was late. Should have submitted it at the beginning of the financial year. I didn’t as we only reopen now so not been trading.
Next I have to register with the Foreigners Regional Registration Office.
I’m hesitant as I wish to hang out in the glow of: it-all-worked-well a little bit longer.
Sowbhagya, Tanuja and Satish with Lucie, the planning team. Hi ho, it’s off to work we go. The site of the garden between Manjula’s two main benches, in the park opposite our house. The work begins, really?
Just two weeks ago I approached the City Corporation for permission to site the garden, the permission letter is ‘in the post.’ 🙃
it’s the first day of the biggest event in our calendar. A great opportunity to show the marvels of Mysore. It’s late in the afternoon , yes peak travel time.
and so they decide to block half the road to lay tarmac and patch the road as part of the preparation for the big event.
Presumably they didn’t know when the event was happening and there was only a year to plan.