Travel
In Hiroshima, where more than 140,00 people died after the US dropped an atomic bomb, we met an elderly man who was probably a survivor’s son.
My father’s name was William but only the tax collector, the electoral officer and the undertaker called him that. Everyone else knew him by his nickname, Kelly.
Happy 18th birthday, Sid. Know that you have a father who thinks of you always and loves you forever.
On the face of it, nothing but moss grows in the Ryoanji rock garden. But when you consider the play of light and the river-flow of pebbles, you realise the garden is alive.