Fortune Hotel Sullivan Court
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With a grand lobby and v. comfy rooms.
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In 1898 my grandfather Henry Gardner, home on leave from Cairo where the Lincolnshire Regiment's First Battalion was stationed, proposed marriage to my grandmother Cecilia Marion Edge. She said no, and then embarked for India at age 27, alone, to visit her brother Sydney, then 29 and working in Ooty, the South India hill station, favourite of the …
... a few tigers and panthers", slightly worrying! Although, apparently they don't come out after 10am, so we were fine! Overall though it was good to get some understanding of the history of the area and some of his tribal rituals including the importance of nature and buffalos. Buffalos aside though, things aren't altogether different in many ways as he invited us into his house for a sit down, tea and biscuits, all very civilised, nice!
... a beautiful interior with some of the hardwood coming from Tipu Sultan's palace near Mysore. There are many plaques commemorating the British soldiers and residents who had died in Ooty. The stained glass windows were being shuttered for protection.
We walked back to our hotel via the Savoy Hotel which was nearby. Parts of it also date back to 1829.
We had dinner at Lymond House together with the electric fire which we carried to and from the bedroom, Ooty being chillier ...
... why he had gone from serving presidents in Delhi to running a dump of a shop in a provincial capital like Ooty, but I'm sure that if I had asked he would have had a good explanation.
Right near his shop it appears that a Domino's Pizza restaurant is about to open, bringing civilization to the Nilgiri Mountains.
On my way to the night market, I was accosted by a couple of beggars: an older man and a child. But my experience and instinct told ...
... therapy; individuals simply need love. The society is the patient and needs hospitilisation.'
Shankar turned up just before midday to make us cups of tea and see what we wanted for lunch. I have not been a tea drinker for a long time now, too scared off the caffeine headaches, but as he had made me one I risked it, dunking my biccies in it, and what a joy it was.
How can one not try tea in a hill station surrounded by tea gardens?
I gave Shankar some ...