Babs’ travels -The Peking to Paris Rally and other driving adventures.

I have been watching the fruit growing on the large mango tree at the front of the house with great interest.  I love mangoes; what could be better than that soft, juicy, succulence?  I was chatting to Ponheary on the verandah yesterday when she noticed hat one of the fruits had turned yellow and was just right for picking.  It is very high up but Dara has an amazing ability to be able to do almost everything practical without the benefit of any modern  device.  He can fashion extraordinary tools that work wonderfully for the task in hand. During the genocide time the family were kept, for a period, in a Pagoda compound along with several hundred other people.  Ponheary said it was a prison without walls. Her mother, like many other people, had hidden some jewellery in the waistband of her skirt.  Coming from the town they were classified as 'new people' The 'old people' were the original village occupants.  There was a big divide between the tw...