February 18th, 2010

Cons and cops, & shoes and socks

Today has been absolutely perfect, weather-wise.  Pure perfection.  Deliciously cool this morning, a clear, deep blue sky all day, and now it is cooling off in the evening.

I just wish I could use the word “perfect” about the news here, but today it is anything but.

The fall-out of the Pune bomb continues, and there are also threats galore against various high-profile sports events that are on the Delhi calendar.  And this front-page story is shocking and heart-breaking :

What makes this even more appalling is that the city’s main trauma centre is just 10 minutes away.

And [...]

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January 2nd, 2010

A grey day & green vaseline

It has been freezing and grey and foggy all day long – a dreary winter’s day, and one which makes you want to stay indoors, huddled round a radiator, which is precisely what your blogger-at-large has done today.  I have been fighting for space with Yoda, Birdey and Rosie, all of whom have refused to budge all day from that precious bit of carpet between 2 small heaters.

Delhi homes are built for the heat not the cold, and on days like today, don’t you know it.  Plus, we have had the first power cuts of the decade – [...]

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December 28th, 2009

Subtitled winners

Forget the war on terror.  Forget the economy.  Forget even the distinctly chilly weather here in Delhi.

This was today’s banner headline in the “Times of India” :

Read on.  It only gets worse.

Harsh words, indeed.  Delhi “aspires to world city status”.  Ouch.  I think they think they have it already.

The BCCI -  the Board for Cricket Control in India – “always shows alacrity when it comes to making money from cricket…”  Ouch 2.

So, given the sarcasm from the venerable ToI, perhaps this is the appropriate moment to slip in this other shocking [...]

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December 20th, 2009

Champagne and fairy lights

The last Sunday of Advent started at dawn at the club, where it was cold and misty. How cold, do I hear you ask ?  2 fleece-cold, that’s how chilly it was.  Since it is Christina’s birthday today, we had an early party for her after riding/walking.  Veuve Cliquot and Lizzie’s cake at 8 a.m.  All very civilised.

As you all know, I’ve been moaning for the last week or so about the chaos at home, after the termite attack.  Imagine my surprise when the priest in his sermon this morning – a bit of an odd sermon, if [...]

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