I think this was 1975.
How could I let C and N go without dragging them over at least a little of Lalbagh? So off we went, as the sun rose:
Yesterday, at Barbecue Nation, I spotted this very diplomatic drink:
It’s been a busy couple of days, with
A asked B where a lovely photograph was taken, and B said, “Bangalore outskirts”. A then asked why the information could not be shares, and B said that the locations were deteriorating, and asked A what A was doing about protecting the location and others like it.