We stood in the kitchen cooking dinner. Ellis was chopping cucumber, I was digging out the yogurt from the fridge.
"What are we making?" he asked.
"Raita. Its a food from India to go with dinner."
"How did you learn to make it?"
"I used to live in India, " I responded.
"I didn't know that! Why didn't you tell me? Did you see any Tigers?" His questions were quick, with a sense of exasperation at my thoughtlessness for not mentioning this fact before.
"It was a long time ago and I didn't think you would be interested. Plus, I didn't see any tigers."
"No tigers? Well, I don't care then."
Apparently there is rain coming. A big storm from Wales. All weekend when Kevin is working. Sigh.
I hope yours is infinitely more dry.