In all of India and I’ve noticed in particular Mumbai, there is a tremendous gap between the rich and poor.  The latter live in the most squalid conditions imaginable.  Or to put it another way, it is quite unimaginable that anyone could live like this.  But it is there, in your face, on almost every other street, in Mumbai.

On the second last day of my recent trip to India, a local colleague was kind enough to take me around Mumbai and out for dinner.

Over dinner she told me that when she first brought her son to Singapore for a visit, he asked her "Mummy, are there no poor people in Singapore ?".

Nothing, I told her, like in Mumbai.

Jed went pony-riding and surprisingly, loved it !

Feeding the giraffes

Family photo

If the recent photos I’ve uploaded onto the blog have been looking a little spiffier, it’s thanks to a new toy which I acquired not so recently, courtesy of a colleague who took advantage of some exchange rate differences to get himself and me a new SLR at a rather handsome discount while in Seoul.  (I heard that prices have since been adjusted and no, the camera wasn’t a gift I had to pay him).

Other than taking pictures of Jed and Josh, I haven’t really had the time to put the 50D, or the lens which my former colleagues gave me on leaving my previous job, to good use.

Until we left for our Chiang Mai family holiday last week.  Pictures of those should be coming up next.

The baby in the family started his first day of school today.  Josh’s first day was generally unremarkable, which is not a bad thing — better to have nothing out of the ordinary, than him bawling his eyes out or thrashing (or getting thrashed by) another kid.  Josh surprised us though, by feeding himself without any assistance.