Ach, my lovelies! There you are – all five of you!
Five and half weeks in India (11 extra days due to lovely volcanic ash) after which the Viking left us for oil platforms, after which, life just swallowed me up again. That seems to happen a lot lately.
So we went to India and married my brother off, first in Kerala – and then just to be sure – in Patiala as well. If I began to write about this amazing trip, I wouldn’t know where to start or stop. Besides I’m awful at anything chronological.
No Chronos. No logic. See? The Viking would back this up if he knew a smidgeon of Greek – which he doesn’t – so its all neither here nor there.
But there are a few things I can share over a couple of posts.
Maybe twenty of them. I’m kidding – come back!
There are also pictures on a conked Macbook that are begging to be uploaded, so I will shamelessly bribe you with pictures of the spawn once that is sorted.
Spitting on it as I type. Sure I’m yucky like that.