

Mumbai, India
Day One
An early start. A couple of tearful phone calls to Jo and Paula. A very tearful goodbye with Daddy. I don't know who was more upset but all of us had a good cry,which for Fern and Clover lasted about an hour. I felt like the worst mother in the world, dragging two sobbing children from their father. Eventually I used some good old fashioned parenting skills and resorted to sweets and a smacked bottom. Am kidding of course. I would never buy them swee...