Last night was the Sangeet ceremony and I almost felt like it was almost like clubbing except that there were plenty of touching moments and there were 70 and 80 year olds boogying the house down. The cousins on both sides did a whole musical dance extravaganza – one of them is a West End professional dancer who was a Bombay Magic cast member so it was all choreographed with plenty of pizzazz.
Durban curries taste very good.
We both have backaches now even though we only bobbed rather stiffly.
(I also feel….now why can’t our Chinese parents be like that during weddings instead of trying to appear regal and respectable?)