I arrived somewhat late from the abyss of smellier by the year Londinium. Escaping as I always do when I see and smell the colour of bush green with lashings of wind swept ocean blue lulling me into an utter sense of beguiling uncertainty. Absolutely rambunctious mesmerisations.
Warmly greeted with a real smile from Ujjwala...a real smile. Yes, a friendly, warm greeting. Oh dear me...