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September 12th, 2019
It’s been a while since I blogged.
Guilty as charged.
I’ve been busy, it’s true.
I’ve been travelling. Also true.
But I’ve also been in quite a “down” mood about the India we are living in.
Crazy politics.
Daily (or so it seems) ever-more idiotic statements from our politicians.
Kashmir.
The never-ending sexual attacks.
I could go on, but I won’t. It’s all too depressing, actually.
So until I get my head (& my India-loving heart) back into the right place, I’m going to stick to good news stories.
Like this one, about a just-opened restored building in Delhi’s […]
Click to continue reading Seeking out the good news stories
August 29th, 2019
Back in the ol’ home country, Blighty, people are protesting against the prorogation of Parliament.
And damn right they are, too, to protest.
People are planning to meet, to march and to do Lord knows what else.
In my adopted home, India, we have so much to protest about, that we hardly know where to start.
Kashmir.
Yet more unspeakable rapes.
The economy in crisis.
Yet despite all the doom and gloom in contemporary India, there are moments of humour amid the insanity.
Bless the lovely people on Indian social media who, like me, are proudly announcing that they, […]
Click to continue reading Confession time! I have a copy of “War & Peace”
August 21st, 2019 
Oh good Lord, he’s at it again.
Mr. Trump has made yet another declaration of intent about Kashmir.
I listened to it.
It is puerile, ill-informed and has a dubious comment about India and Pakistan. To wit:
“They’ve been having these talks for hundreds of years…”
Really?
I think you’ll find the 2 countries are only 70 odd years old, Mr. President, not “hundreds of years.”
Just what is it with this man, with his infantile sentences?
His sense of self-importance?
Why on earth does he think he should get involved in an issue about which he clearly knows […]
Click to continue reading No, no, no. Not again, Mr. Trump!
August 18th, 2019
In my last blog post, about creepy Indian politicians salivating over getting fair Kashmiri women as brides for Indian men (do read it – it is amazing stuff in a stomach churning way), I mentioned one of my most hated products in the world – the “fairness” product “Fair and Lovely”.
As if on cue, my morning paper today has this ad.
How much do I hate this ad? Let me count
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Click to continue reading Fair & handsome. Ugh
August 10th, 2019
One of the vilest products on sale in India (&, sadly, exported to much of Asia) is a skin whitener called “Fair and Lovely”.
It is a product based on a horrible premise, namely that the fairer the skin, the lovelier you are.
Research carried out by the manufacturers of Fair & Lovely, Hindustan Unilever Limited, claims that apparently “90 percent of Indian women want to use whiteners because it is aspirational, like losing weight. A fair
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Click to continue reading Fair. And very, very un-lovely
July 23rd, 2019 
So Mr. Trump is offering to help resolve the Kashmir dispute between India & Pakistan, is he?
“I was with Prime Minister Modi two weeks ago,” Trump recalled. “He actually said, ‘Would you like to be a mediator or arbitrator?’ I said, “Where? He said, ‘Kashmir.’ Because this has been going on for many, many years. I was surprised at how long it’s been going on,” Trump added, revealing his lack of knowledge about the history of the conflict.
Trump added: “I’d love to be a mediator.”
Someone please, pretty please tell me that today (July 23rd) is actually […]
Click to continue reading Curiouser and curiouser
July 17th, 2019 
As my Cape Town based American friend Brandy, who is married to a Zimbabwean, posted on Facebook this morning:
“Half of my feed is South Africans mourning the huge loss of Clegg…the other half just continues on, not knowing what they’ve missed.”
My Facebook feed is also very clearly demarcated between South Africans, and those of us privileged to have lived there, united in grief at the death of Johnny Clegg.
And, as Brandy says, the rest of my friends don’t know what they’ve missed.
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Click to continue reading Hamba kahle, Johnny, and thank you for the music
July 14th, 2019
The flyers that cascade out of my morning paper are often a source of wondrous vocabulary.
The flyers, usually printed on thin, cheap paper are evidence of ordinary people trying to make a living, or expand their business, and apparently the way to do that is to advertise in English.
Like this flyer from a local optician, offering a free gift if I took in their “pumplet”.
I absolutely love this word, which is a phonetic little gem,
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Click to continue reading Your word of the day. Pumplet.
July 13th, 2019 
You will not read a more bonkers story today.
Guaranteed.
Well, actually, I s’pose Mr. Trump might well say something crazy.
Or Boris Johnson might show himself to be more of an idiot than usual, but even so, the story that I’m going to share with you just now, is so deliciously bonkers, that I’m still sure it will be the best thing you’ll read today.
Here is the link, which lays out the
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Click to continue reading Do NOT twirl your moustache. Repeat. Do NOT twirl it.
July 12th, 2019
I’m not in a very happy place right now.
Our beloved Golden Retriever, Yoko, died suddenly on Monday at the heartbreakingly young age of 6, so everyone is miserable and sad, and I spend a lot of time crying.
Plus the weather in Delhi is vile – hot, humid and no damned rain in sight.
Plus the world seems to be “governed” by people who are so out of touch with reality, that it is all beyond a joke now.
(Have you seen Trump talking about kidneys? Here you go.)
In the ol’ home country, the political mess just […]
Click to continue reading I think we all need cheering up
July 8th, 2019
Advance warning – a very tear-stained, sad post coming up…
This morning started out like any Monday morning.
Yoko, our Golden Retriever, woke me up at 5.30, exactly as my alarm went off, by heavy-breathing, his face placed lovingly on top of mine.
Tommy & Yoko then proceeded to start mock-fighting, as they always do as soon as they wake up, tumbling down the stairs, happily tussling away, as they headed out for their first pee.
Load up the car, and 15 minutes later we were all off for our regular Monday morning walk in the forest. Usually I […]
Click to continue reading When social media helps heal a broken heart
July 4th, 2019 
I’m doing that “how un-British I’ve become” thing, as I sit here, praying for rain.
Yeah, how far I’ve travelled from my Yorkshire roots. Looking forward to rain, forsooth.
Just imagine 😛
Delhi, like most of northern India, is parched and we need rain. We want rain. We’re praying for the rain.
This morning, Delhi is “cool” at a mere 32C at 8 o’clock in the morning, and there is even the faintest, the very faintest of breezes.
But the pundits – as well as my trusty phone widget – say we won’t get the monsoon till Sunday.
So […]
Click to continue reading Waiting for the rain
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