Got up at about eight to ten o'clock-ish this morning, posted our Christmas cards, cooked lunch, put Nic on the bus, didn't go to Schwartz, went to St. Andrew's, cooked dinner and here I am now.
It has rained all day, and has been quite wonderful. None of the girls turned up at St. Andrew's, so we searched them out! The power went off and while a delegation disappeared to find some candles I was regaled with cries of sing brother, sing! Florence decided to sit in on the lesson which totally ruined it because the girls don't talk when she's there. As a result of this, she decided the lesson was boring and asked me to tell the class about my violin. I said, It's this big, has six strings and you play songs on it, a little excessive, perhaps, but she annoys me.
As is often the way, we started talking Tamil and Florence interrupted us again to say, there are no students here, only teachers! how fascinating. Talk about killing the conversation. She is quite rude really, showing no interest except when she has something irrelevant to say. Now that we have been through all the mundane information about ourselves, we are progressing naturally towards conversational work. The girls are improving and if Florence hadn't been there, they'd have been much better tonight. From Wednesday they have exams, so tonight was our last session until January and it wasn't a very happy note to end on. Oh well...
We had a chicken casserole for lunch, sent Kumar out to buy us some chicken (so fresh it was still warm), and made him take all the bones out. Then we made him take out the heart/lungs/liver, etc, and I still had to go through it myself to remove any other unnameable mank. Onions, lemon, garlic, masala powder, potatoes, carrots, beans, tomatoes and the good old condiments, salt and pepper. Who says you can't eat well? It was gorgeous! We could do with teaching Kumar to cook, English style, though – it took two hours! We also need to teach him to wash up properly/be tidy/stop trying to do things we're already doing and reminding us of obvious things. You've got ant powder on your hands, don't eat it.
