Sunday 1st November 2026
Daya's brother, Ragu, was working in Kandy yesterday (he delivers medicines to hospitals across a wide regional area), so he decided to come home for the night. He arrived around midnight, so I saw him this morning, having a brief chat with him when we went into Norwood together. It was a very relaxed family day, which was the perfect ending to my week here in Norwood, before my next big adventure begins tomorrow when I travel further north to Pussellawa. We went for a beautiful walk up the road, with Charlie in tow, this morning to pay our respects at the grave of Daya, Ragu, and Rasi's parents, which I have done a few times now. We took a candle, some lamp oil, and some incense sticks, which we lit and placed by their graves. That all sounds rather solemn, but it was actually a lovely occasion, only tinged with sadness that both of the boys' parents, and particularly their father, died well before their time. Our family weekend together was all too short, as Ragu had to d...