Which means that the third edition of Brunch Quarterly has been sent to press, which means that I’m back from flying so often between Bombay and Delhi that MIAL and DIAL have decided to charge me rent, which means that though I’m in the somewhat cross-eyed and creaky-boned condition that occurs when you try to do thrice the amount of work you usually do in the same amount of time you usually have, there ought to be no more interruptions on this blog for some time, till the fourth edition of Brunch Quarterly needs to go to press. Read more

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While shepherds washed their socks by night,
All seated round the tub,
A bar of sunlight soap came down,
And they began to scrub. Read more
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