Friday, February 21

We have come to Samudra, all three of us, to watch the sun set. We sit outside Oyster. Stephen and Frieda walk past, pausing to pat Shanti. Appu comes over and chats.

We order food, and it turns into a dinner for three. Shanti loves poppadoms and when Irma orders tiger prawns it turns out that Shanti thinks the heads and shells make a first classic meal.

I photograph a British couple who we don’t know sitting on the wall as the sunset turns dark red before giving way to darkness.