Monthly Archives: October 2008

Pizza comes with innovation topping

THERE’S BEEN a recenty outcry against a restaurant in London which served frogs’ legs as a topping on its pizza, with the restaranteur remaining defiant, and saying he’s going to offer pizzas with escargots too.

Anything London can do, Ole Bengaluru can do better. Pizza Corner, for example, just round the corner,  offers Innovations as a topping.

 

 

Meanwhile, a rare quadruped was discovered just outside my apartment today. We believe it is what is called a cat, an animal in very short supply generally in India. The picture is fuzzy, but we promise we didn’t photoshop it and it is a ginger moggie.

It’s a beautiful sunset in Bengaluru

I’VE BEEN a bit too busy since I got to Bangalore to write much on this bog, but that will change. Some have asked about the building site next door… yes, work is in progress. The dragonflies are dancing in the run-up to the Diwali holiday, and the flying flowers of Bengaluru, the butterflies, continue to delight with their dance, during the day. Here’s a shot from the office at 6PM – today’s been warm and the humidity has gone, and the bats were flying and gobbling up Mesdames Mosquitoes. We’ll keep the Bengaluru Bog up to date, as we go… 

Yes we have some bananas

WE’RE BACK in Ole Bengalure, in the Defence Colony in Indiranagar, a very pleasant tree lined place, with lovely birds singing and butterflies dancing like flowers in the breeze. We note that the developers are beginning to knock down perfectly serviceable houses, no doubt to replace them with offices, and we fear for the future of Bangalore if this trend continues.

Our apartment has a little garden and we’re graced with a couple of banana trees and several papaya trees too. These little bananas, when they ripen, are very tasty and put to shame the standard Euro banana which all seem to be of one variety, tasteless. So without much more ado, here’s the papaya, followed by our little banana tree.

Natwest bank won’t cover me in India

LAST TIME I was in Ole Bengaluru, I went to one of the many ATMs (cash points) in the city – cos Bangalore is a very modern city you know, and it refused my debit card, despite the “international” logos on it.

I found a number, I believe it is a call centre in Scotland, 0131-339-7609, and using Skype Out, which is very cheap everywhere in the world, complained bitterly. To no avail.

So at the end of this week I go out to Bangalore again, and as a matter of courtesy called the Natwest to tell them to liberate my debit card.  Oh no, said the lassie, “there is a lot of fraud abroad, we cannae let you use your debit card outside this country.”

Oh. And I thought cash was international.  I will not tell you much more than I’ve already told you in this posting, but I am considering decking my 35 year old Natwest current and savings account. Because all they tried to do was ask me if I’d consider saving more money with them.

Of course, using a credit card, you can get money out of an ATM anywhere in the world, but at a premium.

Bhar me jaiye, National Westminster Bank, if you don’t mind me saying so. And we’re supposed to love banks? Perhaps, like George Soros, I should speculate in currencies.  And do a run on your bank for Indian rupees.  ♥

I captured George killing the Dragon

BACK FROM the weirdness of Oxford, (see yesterday) I had to go down near the Post Office Tower (POT) to see some people and naturally noticed that Fitzrovia has changed quite a bit.

Fitzrovia doesn’t seem nearly as prosperous as it used to be as it was when the Central Middlesex Hospital - it moved from Cleveland Street quite a few years ago  - was still going and catering to doctors, to nurses, to administrators, to patients, to ambulance folk, and to the whole caboodle. Middlesex has moved, and a fine building has been reduced to rubble, bit like Bangalore.

Still, the George and Dragon – see pic below – is sufficently prosperous to have commissioned a new painting of Mr George killing a Dragon. Dennis Publishing is still down there, but the really worrying thing is that the square which used to be cobbled and was the home of Virginia Woolff and George Bernard Shaw seems to have been tarmacaddemed! Pictures below.  Also our mate Tony Dennis’ office was in Cleveland Street, and Dennis Publishing moved from Bolsover Street to Cleveland Street quite a few years ago. The big question is: “Are Felix Dennis and Tony Dennis somehow related?” ♦ 

Oxford is a very strange place

I WAS UP in Oxford over the weekend in a place called Wolvercote near the canals, and naturally I took my digicamera with me. As I do.

If anyone who isn’t from the UK can make sense of these two photographs below, would you care to tell me, because something is going on in Oxford and I cannae figure it out, being from Aberdeen in Scotland?  Like these studs and these so-called “public inconveniences?”