Tigerlilly - Lobsang Rampa
Tigerlilly - Lobsang Rampa
Tigerlilly - Lobsang Rampa
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through letters, that I could not bring myself to add to the<br />
‘chore’.<br />
So the holiday progressed, but not without slight mishap.<br />
After I had typed the first page of this ‘Interlude’ the great<br />
outdoors beckoned, so I put away the machine and took my<br />
Cat People for a drive lasting for around one hour. We have a<br />
delightful driver who adores Cleo and Taddy, and I can<br />
always feel safe if I have to leave them with him while I am<br />
out of the car to make a call or pick up a few supplies. If he<br />
sees anyone approaching, especially if the adults are accom-<br />
panied by children (who are often rather meddlesome) you will<br />
find he has locked all the doors and guards my people with a<br />
fatherly care. Cleo and Taddy really do hold Keith in very<br />
high regard and, since they are so used to him they can forget<br />
he is there and devote all their mental and psychic energies to<br />
serving the terrain, and the people who are sitting in parked<br />
cars, or who are passing us (and commenting upon ‘those<br />
lovely cats’), or doing what Cleo and Taddy like best, speed-<br />
ing and passing other vehicles.<br />
We had traveled only a very short distance when Mama<br />
San felt a looseness in her eye-glasses and no sooner had she<br />
commented upon the fact than the right lens fell out. Keith<br />
was out of the car in a flash, opening the passenger door and<br />
being full of concern. However, the missing piece was quickly<br />
located inside the car and soon we were on our way once more,<br />
Mama San feeling like a half-blind creature. It was too bad<br />
because part of my mission was to call at the house of a lady of<br />
my acquaintance who wanted to show me some art work upon<br />
which she was engaged. She does all kinds of things, including<br />
Macrame, and her two sons are professional artists, one free-<br />
lance and the other an art teacher in Montreal. The lady's<br />
husband finds interest in cartooning, so I was not able to fully<br />
appreciate the things I was shown. Another of her hobbies is<br />
the making of turbans and she had one half completed for me<br />
and wanted to give me a fitting; in the end she had to decide<br />
herself what was best for I did not trust too well my one-eyed<br />
sight.<br />
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