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... of banana and bamboo cloth were now brought for us to inspect, and a sober grey bamboo, was selected with much vociferous agreement by all parties.
There still remained the problem of choosing a suitable design, and of course, payment. “Design no problem – making you nice Indian suit.” was, in itself, a trifle worrying. Sign language and drawing got the message over that a catalogue would help. Our tailor said that one would ...
... River, tamed with banks of boulders. Although there are no RCI flags flying, our stay here was arranged with a little help from Dimitris Manikis of RCI and Harry Taylor of TATOC. Without question, this is the finest timeshare resort I have ever visited.
Magnificent gardens surround discrete cottages set among flowers and beautiful mature trees rising into a cloudless blue sky. Spacious lawns extend along the river where tables are set for alfresco dining or ...
... cash to foreigners through an ATM. Sadly, as we were to find later, most rural ATMs do not dispense cash to foreign credit cards. Back in the bank, dear Paddy withdrew cash which she gave to Judith on loan, though how we would find a way to pay her back or indeed to pay for our accommodation and meals was as yet unclear.
After Paddy left us to attend an open day at the children’s convent school in Bhimtal, our driver ...
... feel immediately at home as we were led into a beautiful period room graced with pictures on the wall, objets d'art on the mantel, an old disused piano from a century ago and best of all a brightly burning wood stove in the fireplace.
All meals are individually prepared by Paddy's son, Robby; tea and real coffee (so unusual in northern India) are available at the blink of an eye. Breakfast and lunch are taken with our hostess on the ...
... hand filled with rupee notes and loudly loosed a stream of incomprehensible Hindi (presumably) which did nothing by way of explanation. Judith was no help. After our debate the previous day in Delhi, she helpfully ignored the advances that the strange lady made, and merely looked out of the window. I could only respond to further waving of the rupee-filled fist by a firm "No!", such as one gives to naughty children. Evidently, this was not the right response, for ...