I have to give a HUGE shout-out to the wonderful Kathakoli Dasgupta, my Delhi running buddy, now living in my native place 🙂
Katha is not only a great runner, she is a super writer (as befits her education and professional background), and she generously writes lovely happy running blog posts for us all to enjoy 🙂
What I really like about Katha’s writing is that she often includes a new facet of English life that tickles her fancy…like the (apparent) tendency of my fellow Brits to get hammered the night before a wedding!!
I am SO glad that the (in)famous English weather behaved itself, Katha – and Brixham looks really quaint.
And now over to the lady herself:
We were on the English Riviera for the weekend, in a fishing town called Brixham.
It was my first opportunity to witness an English wedding, made more special because we attended as family. It was Dave’s cousin’s son’s wedding—apparently the relationship is referred to as ‘first cousin, once removed’! (Of course if they were Punjabi/Bengali we would called him Bhanja or Bhai Po (in Indian English, nephew, never mind how many bloodlines removed they are!)
It was a beautiful wedding at a stunning location. You couldn’t write the weather—blue skies, sunshine, 17 degrees, no wind—so my hair looked okay until the end of the day! (It only drizzled in the evening, by which time we were indoors on the dance floor.)
The bride looked a picture in her princess style gown and the groom, dapper in his sea blue suit. Everything was just perfect on the day.
Since it is a long way from where we live, we went down a day earlier which gave us a chance to explore the town.
Coincidentally, Dave’s family friends’ son has an an ice cream shop by the harbour. They hadn’t seen each other for about 30 years. So it was great to meet up—and get free ice cream too!
Evening included fish and chips overlooking the bay, followed by sunset cocktails. (It’s the number one thing about English weddings I picked up—get hammered the night before!) – though I am quite proud to say it did not jeopardise our coastal run plan the following morning.
My favourite bit was running along the length of Brixham Breakwater.
It’s a mile, to and back and I loved it so much that I went on it twice! From the far end you get panoramic views of the harbour and town. It’s also a great fishing spot. Brixham is known for its mackerel, among other fish. No wonder, loads of people were out.
And I saw two catch of the day!
Thank you. I also visually learn what some English words actually mean. Living in landlocked Delhi, I had never looked up ‘causeway’ for example.
gosh! You never pondered Colaba Causeway, for example?
nopes, didn’t know about it.
well, whenever you next run in Bombay, you’ll be up to speed. As it were
Beautiful. Really enjoyed reading this.
Fabulous write up Kathakoli.
Lesley agreed 🙂
Lesley Allger & Dan Nirjala Wright thank you
Lovely katha xx