Saturday, 23 February 2013

Dear Mr Spud U Like

This page is for you ... 'cause I promised

I'm fine. Alive and kicking. Leaving Mumbai (renamed by Indians since 1988, I asked a lovely Sikh gent, complete with colourful head wobble. Then checked again while talking to Mr Guesthouse, who then sent me to a "friend' of his, who is THEMANAGER, of this gaff.

All kind of good. Due on the 15:45 Dabar Central train direct to Kochi, Kerala today. Half-confirmed seat permitting. All down to a nice train seat allocator man, apparently. So will have to wait and see.

Love

Your ex-Music O Level pupil from Kingsway Princeton, as it was then.

p.s. I bet you don't even bother opening that link I sent you ... to this blog bog thingy-mug-jig.

p.p.s. Hope the Russian man is keeping you smiling, soft, happy, and t'ing.

p.p.p.s. I'm finding myself cleaning my own 3* star hotel bathroom. What on eartth is wrong with me?

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