The problem is that 99.9% of life can’t be controlled. No matter how hard you try to scrutinize and micro-manage every last detail (and trust me I’ve tried) life is mercurial in it’s abilities to completely shift course in milli-seconds.
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Today was a gorgeous, sunny day – yet utterly baltic. I can tell you that because I went for a cycle in the afternoon and despite some strenuous hills that had my blood pumping and my lungs nearly in shock, I arrived home with numb toes and an icy bottom. To get both the fresh […]
Today I worked hard – damn hard. I scrubbed – I hoovered – I dusted – I tidied – I washed. In among all that cleaning I also squeezed in a solid photography session for my husband’s jewellery business. Productive? I think so. Initially I thought I’d head off somewhere nice for cake and coffee, […]
I recently had to take a break of nearly six months off my daily Ashtanga yoga practice due to a mild yet recurring hamstring issue. Having been a strict and devout Ashtangi for a year (meaning 6-mornings-a-week practicing the same sequence by myself, day in, day out) this official break felt wrong and weird, like I […]
Wedding ceremonies in India generally don’t take place until the evening, so it’s not until 7 pm that we start getting ready. I sit with Guria and Shabnum, dressed in my unforgivably awful suit, while they add bangle after bangle to their already-immense collection of costume jewellery. The whole thing makes me feel rather underdressed […]
It’s sunny and gently warm when Guria and I head out together an hour later. After some iron-sweet bargaining on Guria’s part, she and a tuc-tuc driver agree on a fare approximately a third of what I would pay (even after my best haggling attempts) and we bounce and chug our way through the chaotic […]
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