First World Problems
30/9/2015

I thought I was exhausted!  It's been an amazing month, challenging, exciting and exhausting.  I've been struggling to choose between compromising stories with which to tickle your funny bones and provide a possible insight.  There have been so many: filming, auditioning, 22k rowing marathon, blistered bottom, new (to me) car, new opportunities, daughter back to Uni and son starting sixth form.  Happy to dine out on any of them!

All terribly first world problems.  And then Duncan reminded me of this What's App post from my eldest daughter who'd won a scholarship to the Study in India programme with the British Council:

"Four full days and it's already opened my eyes to the poverty and inequality India has.  Whole families in make shift tents by motorways.  Babies lying on cardboard boxes.  Thirsty, balding dogs lying in the shade.  Piles of rubbish.  Green green trees. Tuk tuks and rickshaws. Staring. Market stalls selling western clothes. Pujab beats blasting from car windows.  Cold aircon vs muggy, polluted, hot air.  Smells.  Walking on roads because there are no paths.  Not only feeling it but really adjusting to it.  It is really a psychological trip.  It makes you wonder what existence is if it's not survival for these poor people.  Heart breaking."

Nuff said ...