A 70-Year Journey Through Passports
We all have our own journeys. We navigate the world through our unique lens of experiences.
My father navigated his by being a traveler. The best times of his life were when he was on a flight to a city
Palace to Partition: My Mother’s Tale
I was travelling to Bangladesh for the first time in 2017. I told my mother that I was going for a business trip and if all went well, I would be travelling frequently to Bangladesh. She sat right up, her … Read the rest
C’est La Vie! II
The is the second part of the story about Joan’s travel to Lyon
After two or three days of complete peace, we felt we should venture further afield, so off we went to Lyon, to hire a car. We had
C’est La Vie! (This is Life)
The idea of the Blog developed while talking to Joan Duncan and reading her detailed account of living in London during the war years. The first story of the Blog called When the War Began, was by her. Joan was
Ruby and the Memsahibs
I was travelling by car from Jamshedpur to Durgapur, at 2.30 in the morning, having completed my regular 18-hour work schedule. It was a hilly road, with high mountains on one side and the river and a deep gorge on 
To Ma, with Love
My mother, Swarna Kumari (Beena) Roy Choudhury was the daughter of Professor Rajanikanta Guha, a well-known academic in Bengal, who had been initiated into the Brahmo faith by Shibnath Shastri, the celebrated 19th century reformer and scholar. Rajanikanta, my grandfather
Jason and our Home of Love
I was one of 7 children and we lived with our Dad, Mom and Grandmother. My Dad was a very violent man and ruled the house with his strap while my Mother was a very weak person. Ours was a
Always in the Mood for Dance: My life with Bill
I was born in October 1918. My mother lived in Exeter, Devon and I was 2 and a half lb when I was born just before the end of the First World War. My name was Ruth Weeks.
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My Flights of Fancy- Travels to the Orient
The second part of June Rodd’s story on travels
When things had settled down and I had bought a flat in Greenford (not far from Southall), and got my car going, I joined a rambling club and went for long