- Stop me talking to insects – it always follows the same patter, me asking what it is, then critiquing its appearance (what’s that for? Well you’re not very attractive etc.), then fetching a cup and the dust pan to chuck it out and asking it to tuck its legs in. I’ve just realised actually that I’ve been asking them in English which is why it may not work out every time as they simply don’t understand me, what a faux pas.
- Stop me talking to Geckos –greeting it like it’s an old friend and then asking it to stay still so I can take a photo. They never stick around long enough for to take a photo, again probably because I’m asking them in English. I bet if I asked in Hindi they strike some amazing poses.
- Stop me eating Bourbon biscuits – I don’t even like them I don’t know why I’m eating them!
- Stop me dancing around the flat like a fool.
- Stop me making bad jokes and laughing at them. Actually scratch that, obviously I will carry on doing that but I’ll have an audience so I won’t feel quite as much of a loon.
Unfortunately her train is delayed by 11 hours as the trains in India cannot penetrate fog outside of Delhi and then it was delayed further for no apparent reason. I have spent a productive day dancing, seeking out insects whilst trying to take photos of geckos and eating biscuits. Who said my one day a week off was going to waste?!
Hahaha! Loving the fact you are talking to insects! Fair play to the fact you are having a nice chat rather than screaming and hurling something heavy at them!
ReplyDeleteGecko's are bloody fidgety but yes, perhaps speaking in their native tongue would help chill them out a bit. Perhaps you could leave some dead insects out and lie in wait to take a pic while they are munching them?! *shudders at the dead insects*
So I take it from the end paragraph that you are getting a flatmate? I hope she is lovely and look forward to 'meeting' her in your next post.
Where has Derek gone?!! xxxx
Well I wouldn’t say it’s much of a chat – they’re not terribly talkative you know. Just kind of stare at you in that India staring kind of way. Geckos are too fast for me – even with dead insects I can guarantee they’re still faster due to my new passion for India sweets and bourbon biscuits. Still trying to make up for the fact that I can’t find cake!!!
ReplyDeleteMy new flatmate has arrived and she’s lovely. Derek has been chucked out back to his own house in Varanasi for being too nice, too good at Hindi and having too much energy. Who said I’m a grumpy English bag?! He was very sweet actually he left me food for when I got better. He also taught me how to cook and brought me sweets – I miss him!
Hope you’re well lovely. xx