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... which would have served equally. Apart from any difficulty with paying for our purchases, there was the question of the much larger payment we would have to make for our time at Riverview Resort. Visions of arrest following our inability to pay resulted in a sharp rise in temperature as Judith and I began to sweat visibly. A call on our mobile to Lloyds Bank did not help. The ponderous security procedure including impossible questions about ...
... that of Inder (tandoori chef) and Surender (grill chef) and our lunchtime waiter at Jim’s Grill, the lovely, ever-smiling, Puran should be included in my blog. Given the high standard of cuisine and service, this is the very least I can do.
The walk back to our cottage each evening through the lighted garden is an experience in itself. The heavy perfume of the night-scented jasmine is almost overpowering in the still air, providing a fitting end to another perfect ...
... hidden (unless Paddy were to place a comment on the blog), for although our helpful driver gave us a full description, it was in Hindi. We named it 'Philippa’s Lake’ after the vivacious young publisher staying with us at our homestay. Philippa is an Oxford graduate who has found a flat in Delhi, but periodically likes to visit the Retreat in Bhimtal to work and to rest. She had already told us of her predilection ...
... the best bit!
After returning to England, Colonel Jones soon pined for his beautiful hillside home in the peaceful forests that he loved so well, and returned to Bhimtal to live out his days on the estate. His presence may be felt in the ruined shed, standing nearby, which served as a barracks for the detachment of soldiers he kept on hand, and the jail where miscreants could be housed until delivered to the prison in Nainital.
... faces. The passenger in front was greeted as a long-lost friend as the older of the two women flung her arms around him with a loud and theatrical warmth such as we had not seen among Indians who are not generally given to public display of affection and prefer the gentle namaste rather than risk a handshake even with those with whom they are acquainted.
You can imagine my alarm when next she subjected me to the same treatment. Grinning broadly, she thrust ...