It is a week since I wrote... though lazy, I was encouraged to write because of some kind words from Mitchelle.. from up above. She always enquires about Rosso, but has never seen it. Nice lady... strong vocabulary...powerful dictionary - desi but.
Guys I am just getting BORED £%*"(£%!(. It has even stopped raining for the past one week. I try and make it to the morning mass at 6, but sometimes get caught up with cleaning of the house early in the morning. I still get up at 5. This is not an off-shoot of working with Amiry, but good practice inculcated from my good old days in the Air Force. Audrey is in and out of her Asthma.. she has to get used to it, for we cannot run back to the Middle East when she can take it no more here.
I am trying my best to maintain my sanity without the phone ringining next to me. But it looks like my inner self has accepted the life in Doha as sanity,, and is refusing to accept a relaxed life,, We are still trying to make it to the Cheshire Homes here to see where we could be of use to them, But it is a week or more, and we still have not gone there. The house looks like a Railway cloak room with all the boxes strewn around us, but the place looks more familiar with all the Doha furniture around,
Yousuf.. have you sorted out the problem with your 'maid in manhattan'.
Love - John
