1. I’m having an Indian Moment – or two or three. One of which involves trying to persuade camparigirl to come with me to India in 2015 to celebrate my 55th. When I was last there, many monsoons ago, my sister and I took a train from New Delhi to Udaipur – to stay at the Lake Palace hotel. The train stopped continually – tiny stations not marked on the map – and at one point we went backwards for two hours because there was another train coming towards us on the single guage track. No matter what time of the night we stopped – there would be an immediate rush of people to corridors – leaning out to see what the railway vendors had to offer. There were the usual packs of Indian savouries, samoosas, thalis and rice dishes – but what I remember most was the warm, sweet spicy smell of Chai. I loved to watch the Whallas perform the tea pouring ceremony – but never drank it because it was full of milk – and milk is not my thing in any form. So I was thrilled when I came across a box of roobos chai (tea) at Woolies the other day. Just spices (cassia, cinnamon, ginger, cardamom, black pepper, cloves) and rooibos: nothing else. I drink it plain and very strong – with maybe a rusk or bit of chocolate as a dipper. But I am sure you could make the real chai experience from it very easily. Probably nice with coconut milk too. Or as an ice-cream … hmmm food for thought.
I found this in Frangipane, my favourite coffee shop in McG on Mother’s day. Mysore Sandal Soap – not for sandals, but of sandalwood: lovely soft, warm, musky, smoky fragrance, and doesn’t dry your skin out. Been using it all week. (Plus they claim “helps in relaxation and contains anti-ageing properties help to retain the skin’s glow”, which can’t hurt.)
2. A sit up and beg bicycle is on my ‘one day’ list: there are so many long dust roads around McG that go nowhere but lead somewhere. Not to mention little forest paths in Cape Town. I see myself packing a picnic and the Nans. Plonking Jack in the carrier and heading off for the afternoon. Long as the wind isn’t blowing. This one is from Bobbin Bicycles – available only in the US, Canada and UK. But a girl can dream.
4. “Growler” by Australian artist Alan Cullen. Would love it for our CT house.
5. And lastly – this was my most favourite three minutes in a very pleasant week. Whether you like school concerts or not – this is worth the watch. Proof that a simple idea, well executed is always the best fun.