The Day Before Christmas


It was a wet, gloomy day and we decided to go to the cinema. Eggs were poached and eaten with crispy bacon and hot buttered toast. We drank pots of black tea and called a cab. The excellent Cabbee App on the smart phone presents you with bids from taxi firms for your chosen journey…

Sunday Before Christmas


Mi to London was painfully slow. An accident closed lanes and emergency vehicles and an ambulance raced on the hard shoulder. Outside, the wind howled. I stopped to munch sandwiches and drink black coffee from a little flask. In mid-afternoon, London was quiet and the streets had only scanty decorations. In Renu’s flat, we sipped…

A Christmas Celebration


Friday Rain was relentless all the way to London. It was already dark at half past three. The Christmas tree in Nick & Renu’s living room twinkled and heady scent of roasting meat and rosemary filled the house. Basil and garlic was smashed with thick green olive oil and anchovies for the salsa verde and…

First May 2011


Beautiful, still, sunny spring morning. It is very quiet. It’s Rani’s birthday. We sip coffee in bed as Rani opens her birthday cards and reads out the greetings. The telephone relays more greetings and good wishes. In the conservatory, the oleander is flowering. We have Mung bean Kiribath and black tea for breakfast and set…