Sun in the Morning

“You’ve had almost as much happiness in your life as countless people can reckon on in a long lifetime,” said her father, and being a happy person by nature—though not at that particular moment—his daughter admitted with only the faintest snuffles that it was true.

Growing up in Calcutta had been glorious. How could it help being, with friends like Poopy and Marise, with neighbours like the dear, funny de Souza family, Mr. Rogers the actor, Miss Brooke and her gushing and Mr. Andros with his fussing?  Everybody and everything just a bit unexpected. It was a carefree, entrancing life she had led at the flat in Minto Lane, and here is a writer with the happy knack of letting you share it all.