The GF left for London last night, bearing a suitcase full of demons. Fortunately he was not asked to open his bag, as while the demons were perfectly legitimate, they would have been quite odd to confront a customs official with. The boxes are also gone, and with them my cold. And the air conditioners […]
Sniffles
Both the GF and I have a cold. He is befeebled and dizzy. I, true to form, am just sniffly. Actually I’m also a bit light headed and wobbly but the sniffing is definitely the greatest of my woes. Anyhow the packing is truly done except for actually taping the boxes and filling out the […]
Greatly satisfying
The box packing is now completed, all that remains is to tape them up and finish the paperwork in time for collection on Wednesday. I was absolutely shattered, though; I don’t find it emotionally taxing to pack up a home as some do, but it is physically tiring and anxiety inducing. Even more satisfying was […]
Packing begins
This morning we woke with the resolve of packing our belongings to return to London. After a slow start, it went well. For certain definitions of well, perhaps – we didn’t even start packing boxes, but did pack the GF’s suitcase for his brief trip to London next week, went for lunch and are now […]
Bad grab
The GF’s workplace has cancelled our residency visas, of course, which is perfectly reasoanbly. The annoying thing is, they have cancelled them effective his last day of work, following which we would be overstaying our visas. It’s all very well for him, as he is going to London during that time and can return on […]
Only the end
We watched the first episode of Only the End of the Fucking World Again on Netflix. I thought it was very good: funny, sharp and two teenage characters who captured the intensity and insecurity of teenagehood in a way that most screen teens don’t, for me at least. And bad news regarding Dhoop kinare; I […]
10 leadership lessons from Nehemiah
We went today to watch the GF’s former colleague preach at his evangelical church. Previously, the only church services we had attended together were his father’s funeral and the clown service in Hackney, so I suppose we are yet to experience, together, something that is not out of the ordinary. The church belongs to the […]
Return to childhood
I watched the first episode of Dhoop kinare, an Urdu TV drama from the 1980s. I have never really watched much in the way of Urdu television. I always knew it was supposed to be very good and quite highbrow, but I was not a TV watcher ever. Now, as the GF has stopped watching […]
Dosa desire
I went for lunch to the newly opened Mavalli Tiffin Room, the outpost of a famous Bangalore restaurant. The delicious, if sleep inducing masala dosa, with a little pot of ghee to pour over it, and a rava idli, made me feel very sad indeed to be leaving Asia where the food burns so brightly. […]
In lalaland
Lady Lala’s mother is in town, so I met her and Lady Lala’s KL friend for lunch at Kenny Hill. We had the duck rice again, and I enjoyed it rather less than before, it was fine I guess. The last time I had it was before the GF went to Dhaka, which feels like […]