I spent my
last night in Fort Cochin with Judy (having a night alone seems like an impossible
task in India ). We went out for dinner. Well that isn’t strictly true. I had dinner whilst Judy watched me and
continuously asked if it was okay. Luckily
it turned out to be delicious, but there are only so many times you can
compliment food before it gets somewhat repetitive. She seemed really pleased that I ate
everything (She even clapped when I finished).
Whilst at
dinner she was explaining that her son was 28 and still unmarried (heaven
forbid). She asked me if I knew anyone
suitable. She said she wanted him to
marry someone like me, but less naughty, which made me laugh. I asked why she didn’t want him to marry an
Indian girl and she said at this stage she just wanted him to be married, she really
didn’t care where the girl came from.
Her only requirement was that the girl shouldn’t be too short. Apparently in Judy’s eyes, midgets make for
terrible wives.
She
arranged for her son to drop me at the train station the next day. She had already told me that he was
desperately shy so I think it had been orchestrated to give him experience of
talking to women. He looked terrified
but he didn’t do too badly and it was only semi awkward. He told me he doesn’t drink, goes to church as
often as possible and his favourite thing to do is drive his car. He sounds right up my street!!
I was sad
to say goodbye to Judy. She has been
like my Indian mother. I feel like I
have been cut loose from the apron strings and am now all alone in the world
once more. Still I have the exciting 14
hour train journey to look forward to.
Yippeee!!!
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