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May 18th, 2017

Cricket. Cricket. Oh yeah, summit Everest. Cricket. Cricket…

I realise I’m in a minority of one when I admit to not r-e-a-l-l-y being a cricket fan. In India, too. (And, to make things even worse, being a Yorkshire lass to boot.)

But there you go, not much I can do about it.

But India!


Tear yourselves away from the IPl for a moment, won’t you? There are other sports out there, you know, some of which take way more guts and pain, and carry far more danger than wielding a bat.

An Indian woman summits Everest for the 4th time this week, but where is the excitement, […]

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May 17th, 2017

Damn & blast. Now I’m cross about something I never knew about all these years…

My short-lived-rain-induced happiness was even more short-lived this morning when I read THIS little story over my morning coffee.

Read it first & then we can chat:


For those of you who don’t know who Maureen Vadra is…let me explain why MY tax rupees have apparently been spent protecting this lady. I need to back up a little. As follows:

1. Sonia Gandhi is the widow of a former PM of India, Rajiv Gandhi, whose name, incidentally, adorns so many buildings/schemes/projects

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May 15th, 2017

An underarm chocolate wax, anyone?

There are days when my native Yorkshire cannot be denied. Those are the days when I mutter to myself that supreme Yourskire-ism, “There’s nowt so queer as folk.” Like today. WHAT on earth is this flyer wittering on about? It floated gently out of my Times of India this morning and I picked it up & read it, & metaphorically scratched my head and said to myself: “By ‘eck. What are they talking about? Aloe vera arm underarm…chocolate wax…aloe vera & chocolate wax…” Is this a menu, or an ad for a beauty parlour? Now come on, people, don’t

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May 15th, 2017

Tock-tick or tick-tock? (Just because)

Far be it from me to praise myself, but I have to say – I think it was a stroke of pure genius on my part, starting this “Just because” section of my blog 😛 Because otherwise, without an obvious Indian-y connection, how would I share with you lovely gems like this?

DO read this – totally worth it.

Such fun, isn’t it?

It has been so many years since I was an English undergraduate, that

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May 14th, 2017

Sick to my stomach. Oh yes, and happy Mother’s Day, blah blah blah

Forgive me for bursting the happy Mother’s Day love fest bubble with something as brutal as rape, but I am sick to my stomach this Sunday morning.

Scarcely a week after the Indian Supreme Court sentenced 4 men to death for raping and eviscerating Jyoti Singh Pandey, the horror happens all over again.

This is distressing.

It is beyond disgusting.

It is truly, truly appalling.

But you must read it.

This is what happened last week, people.

We need to be outraged.


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May 13th, 2017

“Irritated, Isolated, Sweating, Trembling, Nervous…”

Got back last night to the Big Smoke (reckon that monniker sounds a little better than the Big Pollute) after a blissful week in Mussoorie, staying with friends.

Other than being knocked sideways by the Delhi heat, it was also great to be bowled over by 2 hyper and happy dogs.

Not so good to have the usual mound of niggles to deal with : burned out plugs, Internet down, collapsed book shelf, and poor old Yem Bahadur suffering with a frozen shoulder.

Anyway, urban routine will inevitably take over from the peaceful life we had up in the hills, […]

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May 7th, 2017

Mansplaining rape. In Delhi.

I am the uber-proud mother of a fearsomely intelligent, fearsomely independent daughter.

So when she whatsapped me asking if she could write a guest blog post about a guy “mansplaining how safe Delhi is for women”, I immediately accepted. (And yes, obviously, my maternal antennae went up at the same time.)

Please read this, and then take a few minutes, if you will, to share your thoughts/experiences with everyone.

I’d be fascinated by your feedback – especially young women of my daughter’s age.

Anjulie, thank you for this. As you said, “Seems topical given the whole verdict thing.” (That’s a […]

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May 6th, 2017

Deliciously, totally mad.

You may remember that, a few months ago, I started a “Just because…” section in this blog.

Just because some things need to be shared with you all, even though they are not remotely “Indian”.

But they MUST be shared.

Like this absolutely divine story about bakers who dance.

You’re welcome 🙂

May 6th, 2017

There’s no fool etc etc

What’s that expression?

“There’s no fool like an old fool”.

One of the tragic things about getting old is that:

(a) despite all the evidence to the contrary, you never think it’s going to happen to you

(b) no one, other than yourself, actually gives a damn about the fact you’re getting old and creaky and wrinkly.

(c) the world today is definitely geared towards youngsters & not wrinklies.

I go through moments like this every time I have to state my age…”dammit, Christine, despite the wrinkly crinkly face, you still feel about 23 in your heart and your brain, […]

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May 5th, 2017

The death sentence

I’m not going to get into any discussion here, on the rights and wrongs of capital punishment.

Basically, however much one might abhor the idea of a death sentence, today’s decision by the Supreme Court to award the death sentence to the men who viciously gang-raped 23 year old Jyoti Singh Pandey in December 2012, and then eviscerated her, and then tried to drive a bus over her…well, let’s just say the country appears to have zero sympathy for these evil men.

Whatever comments I have read during the afternoon, since the long-awaited verdict was announced, all seem to follow […]

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April 29th, 2017

Back to “civilisation”

Dear reader,

It’s just as well you can’t actually see me right now, as it’s not a pretty sight.

Not. At. All.

Sunburned face, peeling skin, and a look of total, swollen, puffy-faced exhaustion.

Two days ago, I returned to a world of hot showers, beds and intermittent phone signal – that’s the “civilisation” I was referring to – after a totally brilliant 2 weeks, high in the mountains of Himachal Pradesh, where I was on a mountaineering course and then a climb of Friendship Peak.

It’s always difficult to come back down to earth after a trip like this, […]

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April 12th, 2017

Lemon tree very pretty

It’s been a long hot day here in Delhi, marked by power cuts – ah yes, if it’s summer it must be time for the power to go – and by a little too much time spent in traffic, so forgive me if I don’t tackle the burning issues of the day, but rather talk about my potted plants.

The day has rushed by, but despite a mountain of work still waiting to be done, I have just gone for a potter on my roof garden.

And feel distinctly better for it, I must say.

I pottered, and dead-headed, and […]

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