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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 …
... as although the vast majority of dogs in India are not housed in the traditional western sense, many are owned and allowed to roam free, or fed and effectively owned by several members of the community. These dogs are often seen as pests and mass shootings are possible when the populations are deemed to high, or if there is an outbreak of rabies. The shootings have not been effective at preventing disease spread. In addition to this the stray dogs do do a service ...
When the train finally came, there was not the usual list with the seating assignments, so I put my bags in one compartment in the first class wagon and went and found the conductor. It turns out that I was in a first class air-conditioned compartment with only two beds. On the way up at the beginning of my trip, I paid a few hundred rupees more for a berth in a four-bed compartment. In fact I didn't even know that there were two-bed compartments ...
... finally taking an excursion to the nearby town of Coonoor. I went to the bus station, found the right bus, and after sitting on it for five minutes, I thought to myself, "Why do I need to go somewhere else when it is perfect here?" So I jumped off the bus and decided to explore a part of Ooty that I had never visited before.
I started walking up a road on one of the many hills surrounding Ooty - and one of the few that I ...
... They said the elephants regularly came this way to get down to the river.
So we strolled back into town, and in a Moslem run restaurant dined on not so good thali's, before returning to our expensive hotel.
There I sat on the terrace with the blinds pulled down for privacy.
Rosina missed Bokkapuram already and wanted to go back, but I told her all was good and there would be plenty more adventures, excitement and good times ahead of us.