Anyway today I move on – by train to Mumbai – and say goodbye to my friends at Diggi. Here are some of them. The one on the left (with the thick glasses!) is a miniaturist and he paints the most beautiful pictures. He has been taught by his father who I haven’t met but who is the sort of in-house priest here at Diggi. They paint with the finest squirrel brush and he is so expert that he can write words on a grain of rice – I have seen them under a magnifying glass – and even on a hair. He sells his paintings here at Diggi and now his whole family are involved. Depending on the intricacy of the painting his family do the easier bits and he just does the finest work. What a talent.
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May 2014.
I've bought a campervan as a 60th birthday present to myself, made some curtains and a patchwork quilt, waved goodbye to my family, and set off. My aim is to explore the coastline of Britain, anti clockwise, starting in Kent. I have no idea what will happen.
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