A so so day

Beach at Seven Sisters country park
Beach at Seven Sisters country park

Bad: United didn’t win, at home.
Good: United didn’t lose. At home.

Bad: in laws flinching on realising their favourite Rahman song on the car stereo is in Hindi
Good: they grit their teeth and try to survive, without complaining or commenting about it. (Also, #smallvictory for me after my house’s primary language has been turned into one I don’t get a word of)

Bad: went to a clean beach on a hot day, but I didn’t get to swim, at all!
Good: Chewie got to swim. And he swam, and swam, and swam ☺

Bad: 3+ hours to drive a 90 min drive, thanks to holiday traffic.
Good: The destination.

Bees & Balls

Successfully rescued Chewie’s balls1 without getting stung, bitten, or scratched. Had to dress like an Eskimo, in peak British summer, for 10 mins though.

Team Moi & Chewie 1 – 2 Team Bees & Nettles

Now, if only we could rescue the 3rd ball lost under the garden shed, it’ll even the score.


  1. Only the rubber play balls. The real ones were sacrificed, despite my strong objections and tears, 2 years back in the vet’s surgery :'( 

Annexe 325

Annexe 325 was my room number second year in Joka. Accidental discovery of that fading 325 on that old tee brought back some fond memories.

Also found this other tee in the stash. Another one from Joka days, so at least 9 years old. And just like the first one, this is the first time in 6-7 years that I can fit in it :)

My room number during first year in Joka? C-306

Thank you Avi

Was flicking through a notebook and suddenly memories came rushing back of the last pages of Avi’s notebooks in grad school – pages full of reg numbers and signatures, for Avi to sign proxy for.

Class after class, when the signature sheet got to him, he’d crane his neck to see who all from his list were absent and sign for them. Sometimes taking 10s of minutes just checking absences and signing on their behalf. He rarely missed a class. And it was equally rare that he forgot to mark for those who missed.

There were times with 10% of class present, but only 10% marked absent. All thanks to Avi. Never cringing, never being haughty or overbearing, always with a smile, signing for whoever asked :)

Thank you Avi! From me, and probably also from a huge bunch in 41/11.

And thank you again, for bringing a smile on from the memory of those years together.