An oddish day

Spoke to Ollie-San and saw his face and a west cornish beach then I got a little depressed but twas nothing but the first pangs of Lent. Had a fine Syro Malabar qurbana of the Ashes a pep talk on staying optimistic pessimism is from the one whose name we don't mention worse than Voldemort. So saw the three burials of Melquiades Estrada which is not bad really impressive from TL jones there well done that man.

Oh and got a buzz, did the on-line petition thing a few days ago so ok the VP bounces back his emails immediately. It's a sinecure post no one told him he was supposed to do anything for it. But then today a couple of days later the CM of Manipur bounces his email back

The following message to was undeliverable.
The reason for the problem:
5.4.7 - Delivery expired (message too old) [Default] 451-'4.2.1 mailbox temporarily disabled: cmmani@hub.nic.in'
Reporting-MTA: dns; vastu9internal.nic.in

Final-Recipient: rfc822;cmmani@hub.nic.in
Action: failed
Status: 5.0.0 (permanent failure)
Remote-MTA: dns; [192.168.1.70]
Diagnostic-Code: smtp; 5.4.7 - Delivery expired (message too old) [Default] 451-'4.2.1 mailbox temporarily disabled: cmmani@hub.nic.in' (delivery attempts: 76)

So the Morung Express which announced the email campaign on line also lets you comment so I added the comment about symbols being transparent and saying isn't this a more powerful symbol of the current status of Indian Democracy.

Not that it matters they are really shameless in a way that is quite admirable. You could publish photos of the CM murdering his opponents while paying off the rebels and would he look bovvered. Truly amazing lack of shame. But at least this paper published comments.

Getting another parcel together and had a great meal of abstinence. They got that right any catholic meal of abstinence will have some scrummy ingredients that you are only offered during Lent. Chicken is really overrated here in India, but that veg curry with chapatis I had to resist taking my sixth chapati and just settle for the tangerine as pudding.

Long live Sharmila Chanu.