I was born in India. My Dad was the British-born director of a carpet manufacturing company in Mirzapur, Uttar Pradesh. He had met my Mum while he was on leave in Vancouver and she went out to India to marry him.

My sister Judy and I were born in Mussoorie, in the foothills of the Himalayas. We were both born in the summer so that is where the Anglos went when it was too hot to be on the plains in Mirzapur on the banks of the Ganges River.

I went back to visit India for the first time since I was a baby about seven years ago with my dear friend Keith. It was a wonderful experience and I couldn’t wait to return.

Last December I travelled there again with my two best friends, Barbara and Peggy.