From dusk till dawn
Hello Kiran! Thanks for all the great photos and I enjoyed reading about the different styles of dress in Nepal. I don’t think there are words in English for ‘kurta’ and ‘suruwal’ – I know them in Hindi though! :-) I recognise the place where the photo of you was taken, we visited that temple when we were in Nepal… it’s just outside Bhaktapur, isn’t it? Beautiful. I like how women in Nepal wear the kurta suruwal sometimes and trousers (or pants) sometimes – it was the same in India. I have a few salwar kameez sets (the same thing as kurta suruwal) which I found much easier to wear than a sari. Sometimes I wear the kurta parts (the long top, like a dress) over jeans instead of the normal salwars or suruwal. I think it looks quite nice.
One small point – the word ‘dress’ is a bit of a funny one. If you’re referring to the piece of clothing that women sometimes wear, like a skirt and a top joined together, then it’s a countable noun, so it can be pluralised (dresses). However, if you’re talking about the general clothes that people (either men or women) wear then it’s an uncountable noun. So for example, it’s better to say ‘Chinese, Thai and Indian dress are very common in Nepal’.
Kiran, would you like to have a go at the linkers task I gave you in my last post? It’s okay if you don’t want to but I’ll wait another day before I post the answers, in case you’d like to give it a try. I’d like to ask you a question too… in your post you wrote I represent Brahmin family so it smells more like that. It sounds a bit funny saying ‘it smells more like that’ – could you tell me what you mean?
Okay now one of our readers (I’m afraid I can’t remember who!) suggested that I could do a post about my daily routine… I thought that was a nice idea – maybe you could do it too Kiran and then we could compare! :-) So all yesterday I took notes on what I was doing and when and here are the results…
Tuesday August 19, 2008
6.00am Ed’s alarm wakes us all up. So much for the lie-in! Ed goes off to work and Louie and I read stories in bed. Ozzy keeps trying to crawl off the bed.
7.00am Have a shower while the kids play in Louie’s room. Have to be quick to avoid disaster.
7.20am Breakfast – forgot to get bread yesterday so it’s cereal for all. Louie feeds his bear while I feed Oz.
8.00am Play in the living room. Louie builds towers. Oslo chews everything in sight.
9.30am Put Oslo down for a nap. Louie and I make biscuits. Halfway through I realise we don’t have all the ingredients so have to improvise. Start making quiche* but…
10.30am Ozzy wakes up. Abandon quiche.
11.00am Two friends (neighbours) come over with their babies. Louie eats too much cake and becomes hyperactive. The babies have a ball while we mothers chat away.
12.30pm Give the kids lunch. Louie has a meltdown because I won’t let him run around brandishing a carrot.
1.20pm We all watch a bit of our Mr Benn DVD
2.00pm Manage to get both kids to have a nap at the same time – yippee! Have some lunch myself. Read comments on my blog and send a couple of emails. Resume making quiche.
3.00pm Oslo wakes up… too early! Forget quiche. Fall asleep while trying to convince Ozzy to continue his nap.
4.00pm Wake up. Get Oslo and Louie up. Go outside to play.
4.10pm Starts raining. Back inside. Finish making quiche… yay!
5.00pm Play in living room. Oslo practices standing up while Louie and I read stories.
6.00pm Ed comes home from work. I put some food on for Oslo’s dinner while Ed plays with the kiddies.
7.00pm We all eat dinner together… quiche for those of us with lots of teeth.
7.30pm Bath and bedtime for Louie and Oslo.
8.30pm Ed and I chat while tidying up the house… trying to decide whether to go camping again the week after next.
9.00pm Drink lots of tea, eat biscuits and read the newspaper that’s been sitting unread since Saturday.
10.30pm Collapse into bed.
*Quiche (pronounced ‘keesh’) is like an open pie (no top) with a cheese, vegetable and egg mixture in the middle. It cooks in the oven until it’s set and brown on top.
So there you – that’s a fairly average day for me these days in my new(ish) job as a stay-at-home mother of two! Notice the tense that I have written the diary in, and that it’s in note form rather than full sentences. Why do you think I’ve used that tense and not the past simple?
Okay, time to go.
All the best
To have a ball
To be set (check the context)
And last time’s…
At some stage - at some time, not clear exactly when
A good grasp of (something) - a clear understanding of something
Bric-a-brac - things like plates, cups and ornaments, all with low value
A clear-out - a process of throwing away or getting rid of things you no longer want or need
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