4G 2023 03 25

 After I wrote to you last week we had a fantastic hail storm. Stones of ice half a centimeter or more in size. So many falling, so quickly, that when I walked out around the roads in the early darkness the piles looked like snow drifts. At the edges of roads, in the corners of buildings. Dusk light with ghostly piles of white.

How has your week been?

Over the weekend, after I wrote to you, I made some food for the week. A soya meat dish (you have to try these things once!) and a chicken with papaya dish whose recipe I got from my friend in Oman. I made a big tub of nutty, lentil rice too.

There I was, all set for my working week, but on Sunday night someone nearby left an alarm running, set for every hour on the half hour. It first woke me at two thirty in the morning, then three thirty, then four thirty, then . . . no I had already got up and was making breakfast when it went off next.

Your mom is getting used to Teddy doing similar to her, for me it made a strange start to the week. I feel as though I have spent all of the time catching up. On Friday when I was fully back to myself I found that somehow I had missed an important announcement about the weekend.

On Thursday I was up in Shiro Meda and you can see that I found another coffee place high up in a building. The green and white building is where the sling for Teddy is being made. In the view of the buses and buildings you can see the main area. Almost everything you see is either a place of making, or a shop for selling, or both, traditional clothes.

Now it is Saturday and I am cooking the last part of my chicken with papaya. I have made some other things for next week but I deserve to enjoy this. Outside the rain has been heavy and the thunder loud.

I think it could be movie night, night :-)