It’s getting cooler, very comfortably – 26 degrees once the sun is up and a very sleepable 12 degrees at night. But it’s also the start...

A most exotic creature, a now rare canine breed who once adorned Maharaja’s lives and palaces is right now sprawled on my unmade bed. The...

I’ve been invited to lunch by Divanshi, the girl who swam across the Ganges and back. I think I’d prefer to be an ordinary mortal,...

I’m going into publishing, as they say (well once said) – RAGPICKER & CRICHTON LTD: Purveyors of Fine Quality Indian Debris Books – books...

Sounds like bombs are exploding all over – it’s Diwali today, the equivalent of our Xmas where new clothes, sofas and white ware are...

TO NEEDLE THEIR MAGIC. Wake up, more like blown up, from the action of the furious overhead fan, though perhaps a wiser cooling system...

DOWN TO EXPLORING… AND WORK, AND A FEW CURIOUS OBSERVATIONS Delhi was a trip inside a washing machine full of debris, precious lives...

My Dad died four months ago today. He’d just had a sip of tea and put his cup down on the hospital side table, and, so I’m told, gasped...

A day in the life of Anna Crichton published in the International Design Magazine Threaded

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