I’ve started so I’ll finish…

Well I don’t often bare my personal thoughts publicly, but there has been something I’ve been meaning to get off my chest for a while so here goes… A year ago I started something that meant a great deal to me, that as yet I’ve been unable to finish. I wanted to make a film.Continue reading “I’ve started so I’ll finish…”

Mumbai Public Transport (yes again!), being on the radio & why trains are a metaphor for the world.

  Any of you who have followed my blog for a while will know I like talking about public transport – maybe because I spend so much of my time on it – maybe I’m just weird. Yes I know, I hear you, why not take OLA share? However, trains get you places faster, areContinue reading “Mumbai Public Transport (yes again!), being on the radio & why trains are a metaphor for the world.”

Brexit, Visas and Immigration Ranting!

This post has been brewing for a while ,then today I read about my friend’s experience with ignorant racism getting on a bus today in London and I could take no more! RANT WARNING….. So my beautiful, intelligent and talented young friend of Indian origin and her equally beautiful and talented mother were getting onContinue reading “Brexit, Visas and Immigration Ranting!”

My Last Vat Savirti in London

Today is Savitri Pooja in India. I wrote about this tradition last year (see link below where you can read the story of Savitri and my interpretation of it). https://anenglishwomaninmumbai.wordpress.com/2015/05/22/vat-savitri-vrat-london-style/ While it is a festival that some view as oppressive to women, like Karva Chauth I choose to celebrate as I love the idea ofContinue reading “My Last Vat Savirti in London”

Immigration heartache pt 3 – Dead children

I had been avoiding seeing THE PICTURE of the dead toddler washed up on the beach but then it came on the news last week. My heart broke along with the rest of the world and I burst into floods of angry tears. That week it was unavoidable as it seemed to be plastered across everyContinue reading “Immigration heartache pt 3 – Dead children”

Immigration Heartache Part 2

I’m really fed up. This post isn’t even about immigration per se but about my boyfriend coming to visit for a holiday. It seems that Indians are guilty until proven innocent if they want to come to the UK for personal or business reasons (general visit visa) and it’s just damn well unfair! Recently IContinue reading “Immigration Heartache Part 2”

Reverse Culture Shock

After a tearful goodbye with my boyfriend at Mumbai’s flashy new airport I hobbled white faced onto the plane, doing my best to repress agonising stomach cramps whilst dragging my screaming toddler behind me. I could see the looks of “please god don’t let my seat be anywhere near that woman and her brat!” onContinue reading “Reverse Culture Shock”

A Nasty Surprise! – Immigration Heart-ache (part 1)

By now you may be well versed in my situation in India, but for those new readers who have only just joined us here is a quick summary: I moved to India to work as a sound engineer bringing with me my beautiful baby daughter. During this time I had many adventures and met someContinue reading “A Nasty Surprise! – Immigration Heart-ache (part 1)”