Wednesday, February 19

This afternoon I set about rationalising the design of the Snowcastle Valley website. By the time I left work I had begun to realise how irrationally the design I borrowed had worked.

I got the metro in the rain and got off in the centre. Now I wander around the ground floor of Oodi waiting for Irma to arrive. I watch people going up and down the impressive escalators.

She will arrive with people from the Finnish Indian Association, whose board meeting she has attended, and we will all squeeze into a tightly packed room to watch Tim Bird, a travel photographer we have met previously at the Indian Embassy, talking about Women of India.

They differ from each other, apparently.