Last night was a curry night. Martin cooked mutton keema with karela, a buttery dhal made with urid lentils - the little white ones that taste a bit like mashed potatoes - and cubed kohl rabbi stir fried with panch phoreen. There was a little salad of tomatoes, onions, cucumber and coriander leaves and some yoghurt, and they ate it all with some large, very thin nan, which was more like Arabic khoubz than the usual fluffy Indian nan. The mutton and karela curry was as hot as - well the best metaphor I can think of, being a cat, is as hot as a tin roof.
I just had my white fish and biscuits though. I didn't fancy the curry anyway, as I had a slightly upset tummy.
Anyway afterwards, we all sat down and watched Doctor Who. The Cybermen were on and I was so scared I had to watch from behind the sofa.
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