One of my new collegues has organised an Indian party at her house. Saris, curry, bollywood, attempt at dancing bollywood style and mendhi. Great fun. I got to wear on of her numerous Saris and I must admit I am now a convert. Lovely, warm with a lovely feeling one can only get when wrapped in yards of fabric. I defy anybody to feel butch in a sari. Can I face a trip to Southall though ??? The fun did not stop there. When we left the party we were greeted by the sight of a man crossing the dual carriageway while pushing a trolley. In the trolley was a fully inflated blow up doll. Where are all the cameras when you need one. We are an easy to entertain lot. We giggled about it for days.
Indian Night - Tuesday 7th October
13.11.03 21:45
