Busy For Hours

For a place where several hundred severely disabled men, women and children are looked after, the atmosphere in Mumbai’s Asha Daan is surprisingly quiet and relaxed. The nine nuns who run the place clearly wish to avoid ostentation, although they’re effusive when it comes to greetings. “Look around,” they say. “Talk to the people. Ask them how they are.” The Divine L and I have … Continue reading Busy For Hours

Yellow

Here’s a little story to tide you over whilst walls and ceilings continue to topple around us. Two years ago, the Divine L and I hopped over to Bruges for a couple of days. We decided to have dinner at a cosy little fondue restaurant where the friendliness of the proprietor prompted us to engage him in some polite conversation, not least about the fact … Continue reading Yellow

Matt

I was going to write a post about how I can’t write any posts at the moment because our tranquil abode is undergoing major trauma in the form of a complete overhaul of its roof. What should have been a fairly non-invasive procedure has turned into anything but: entire rooms have had to be emptied because of the danger of collapsing ceilings, tumbling plaster etc. … Continue reading Matt