Picked up a very cheering e-mail from Boatswain or Bo's'n, (Huh! Soon as my back's turned he's gone an got a new moniker!) Clearly livin the high life and appreciatin a diet of top class lickings and scrapins, and all set to hound me from HIS OWN E-MAIL ADDRESS.
An e-mailin dog? How can I cope?
So if any one wants to send a private Grrrwoooofffff or greetin to The Caff's favourite Labrador, drop me an e-mail and I'll let you know his e-address. That'll keep him on his paws.
Breakfast today on the roof terrace at Pushkar. Idyllic surroundings, morning light, and the usual conversation... Where have you been? Where are you goin? Philosophically difficult questions, but we stick to the easy answers...
Then along comes a young man who empties a crate of red onions over the floor. Some of them must be on the turn, because the stink sharpens the air, and puts paid to a pleasant half hour over a pot of tea.
This sort of thing happens all the time, there is constant flux between the beautiful and the damned, and the division is fluid and fragile. India. Look up the title (Green Onions) on YouTube...and enjoy!
An e-mailin dog? How can I cope?
So if any one wants to send a private Grrrwoooofffff or greetin to The Caff's favourite Labrador, drop me an e-mail and I'll let you know his e-address. That'll keep him on his paws.
Breakfast today on the roof terrace at Pushkar. Idyllic surroundings, morning light, and the usual conversation... Where have you been? Where are you goin? Philosophically difficult questions, but we stick to the easy answers...
Then along comes a young man who empties a crate of red onions over the floor. Some of them must be on the turn, because the stink sharpens the air, and puts paid to a pleasant half hour over a pot of tea.
This sort of thing happens all the time, there is constant flux between the beautiful and the damned, and the division is fluid and fragile. India. Look up the title (Green Onions) on YouTube...and enjoy!
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