A third friend.

Lucie and Billet-Doux have taken to walking with me in our park at ten each eve.

A new friend has appeared. After a few false starts and falling over I’ve now managed to photograph her.

She calls out. A sort of sophisticated cheeping sound and flits closeby seemingly sitting intentionally in locations on our route.

Or I’m assuming the best and maybe she wary of the ginger hunter by our side.

I can’t believe it

Goats surf the net to find scrumptious garden.

One or two we can tolerate. But a whole bunch aka tribe, trip or flock munching on Manjula’s garden is a bite too far.

I don’t know how they found the garden or got inside. Maybe they did find it on the net or the two that found it last week, passed the message on.

They were chased out of town (ok the garden) with my big stick and shrill whistle. They conveniently led me straight to the owners.

Who knows how the ‘farmer’ can stop it happening. I’ll use the same aversion therapy if it happens again but I’ll complain to the council/Corporation. Their neighbours know this and have passed it on. Any more problems and they may have to shift them.

Wonderful story

I’ve just finished reading.

Brian Selznick combines art and words to provide a surprising and insightful story. Strongly recommended

Some might consider them children’s books. If so, this child loves them. we have all his books at Manjula’s Library at Mysore Bed and Breakfast.

Kaveri and other guests have also loved this obviously young persons book.

I liked it!

Any ideas why we share our home?

You’d be correct in assuming it’s to celebrate MAnjula and help more people meet her.

It’s also ..

.. because it’s life affirming and fun.

… meeting new lovely lively people,

what’s not to like?

Thank you to our latest new friends from near Barcelona (one of my favourite cities) for spending time here and we getting to know you….

… that’s Martina, Jana, Marta and Angel

Jana created a lovely image and wrote a beautiful message, for me. Fab!
I’ll need to learn Spanish. Those who know me, realise I’m ace at languages! 🤪

Did we get the timing wrong?

First Sunday after returning home.

When Kaveri visits we’ve started going to swimming pool Sunday morning but we’ve got timing wrong or they’ve changed the rules.

Women and children only.

How is that possible with an old man and in India?

As you can see it’s a bit empty.

But this being India, I managed to get in for half the session.

I’m not altogether sure what’s the biggest attraction. Swimming or bakery.

I think we know.

Back home in Mysore

What’sapp between Ani and I

Manjula keeping her watchful eye, caring kindness and wonderful presence.
Ani arrives back from the US en route to Bylakuppe. After retiring as psychologist in the US she became a Tibetan Buddhist nun

Sowbaghya is in charge, looking after the house and menagerie while I’m away.

Waiting to go for a walk, together.
Even growing cucumber

So here, from a few years ago, are the two beauties together

She loved it and we her.