What takes you back to old remembered places and half-forgotten memories? What makes you revisit forgotten parts of your life? Madame Pamplemousse and the Time-Travelling Café explores the idea that taste can make you go back in time and visit parts of history. A contraption that looks like a coffee-machine, fed with the right ingredients, can recreate in your imagination a time that is so vivid that you go back there yourself! In this sweet book set in Monsieur Moutarde's French café in Montmartre, we meet a white cat called Camembert who wears an eye-patch, a young girl, a scientist - and of course, Madame Pamplemousse herself. A quick and easy read, it uses a lighthearted style of storytelling to take you on a crazy adventure. Title Madame Pamplemousse and the Time-Travelling Café Author Rupert Kingfisher Genre Adventure/Fantasy Rating (out of 5) 3 Age-group 7+ … [Read more...]
The Story-Catcher – Kindle Edition!
After three years of good old paperback sales, we now have an e-book! For all those who said you did not buy the hard copy, here's your chance! … [Read more...]
Backpacking through Europe
That year, we went from Salzburg to Munich. We spent a few hours at Munich and then went to Berlin. And from Berlin, northward to Amsterdam. Our night in Amsterdam was another night out, but after so many journeys and so many crazy backpacking experiences, we'd figured out a few things. We had Eurail passes that we kept gushing about - we could use them. We spent the night on trains. Took a train to Utrecht, then another to Rotterdam, and then one back to Amsterdam. That's how we spent the night. We didn't see tulips or windmills. We did see Rijksmuseum and Anne Frank's house. But honestly, we were exhausted. For a long time, we just sat by a canal and did nothing. We were depressed because we thought we'd lost some money, and we were filled up with all kinds of thoughts and emotions. Fifteen days of glorious backpacking. After Salzburg, I did not write any more; I was too tired. But … [Read more...]
Backpacking through Europe: Still in Salzburg
However comfortable a waiting-room may be, it is not a comfortable place to spend the whole night. With hard steel chairs with immovable handles as beds and backpacks as pillows, the night seemed endless. We waited forever for the sun to rise, growing colder and colder as the night went by. At 5:30 in the morning, we finally decided we had had enough of the waiting-room, and we went for a walk. If we had thought the station was cold, outside was freezing. The small consolation was that everything was beautiful. We passed Mozart's house and admired delightful miniatures in shop windows. We saw bottles of all shapes and sizes displayed in some shop windows, and dolls arranged in others. We walked farther and farther, bringing life back to our freezing legs. And we got back at 9:25 for The Sound of Music tour. That was the most expensive thing we did. (What came a close second was the … [Read more...]
Being Billy
When I started reading Being Billy, I felt uncomfortable, but I did not know why. I just could not lay my finger on what made me draw into myself and step back from the book. After a few pages, I realised I was supposed to feel uncomfortable. The book wanted to reach within me and squeeze something that I had buried deep within. For as long as I resisted that, the book made me uncomfortable. The moment I allowed it to touch me, I sobbed my heart out. Sitting in a train, oblivious to the world around me, I sniffed and licked the salty tears that poured down my cheeks. Billy is a young boy forced to be older than he is. A 'lifer' at a home, surrounded by carers whom he calls 'scummers', Billy has only one soft point: his twin siblings six years younger than he is. Other than that, Billy is just a mix of violence and anger, unwilling to be loved, deliberately shoving people out of his … [Read more...]
Backpacking through Europe: Salzburg
We hopped onto the 12:34 from Vienna to Salzburg, delighted as usual with our Eurail passes. At Salzburg station, though, we spent the most depressing time of all. I was 17; my sister was 19. We had spent a long time away from home already. We had little money and less experience. We had been making decision after decision for several days, and we were exhausted. "No, there are absolutely no hostels available for tonight at Salzburg." Florence was fresh in our minds, and we did not want to repeat the horror of a night outdoors. "Maybe we should go to Munich. Let's leave out Salzburg altogether and just take a train out." We called the Munich hostels whose numbers we had, and they were available, but cost the earth. "But what do we do? Should we do it anyway?" "What train should we take? Does it need a reservation?" "Where do we go? What do we do?" Frustration bordering on despair … [Read more...]
Backpacking through Europe: Vienna
I've already written so much about Vienna. The lady in the train, who warmed our hearts by taking us to the dining car and giving us tickets as if we were doing her a favour. Our crazy attempt to find the Burggarten. The Schmetterling Haus. Mozart and crisp apple strudel. Vienna was much more, though. We found our cheapest youth hostel there, at €15,50. We met dozens of wonderful Austrians; even in the middle of the night, people went out of the way to help us find our hostel. Our first hostel in Vienna gave us the most charming room we had seen thus far. We had a desk, lovely beds, and even an attached bathroom! Vienna welcomed us with 'bad' weather, which we loved. There was an incessant drizzle, which prevented us from taking photographs, but what's a little rain between young backpackers and a beautiful city? Awed by St. Stephen's cathedral (Stephansdom), we stood outside it for a … [Read more...]
Clover Twig and the Incredible Flying Cottage
Clover Twig is a very tidy girl with very neat hair. She is very particular about things being clean and proper. She won't do anything she is told not to do. In other words, she has a little bit of an Obsessive Compulsive Disorder. When Clover begins to work for the witch Mrs Eckles, she welcomes the challenge. But working with a witch is never easy, however nice the witch may be. Worst of all, good old Mrs Eckles has a nasty sister who wants to steal Mrs Eckles's cottage! It could all have been a nice domestic legal dispute if it hadn't been for the fact that 'stealing' the house in witch language is actually stealing the whole thing and taking it to Castle Coldiron. When you try to summarise the story of Clover Twig and the Incredible Flying Cottage, it sounds incredibly like the kind of boring, outdated fairy tale that should have been lost to collective memory years ago, but it is … [Read more...]
Backpacking through Europe: Goodbye, Italy!
We tried to feel sentimental about leaving Italy, but could not find it in ourselves to do so. Italy was beautiful, but we were going to Austria - the land of Mozart and "The Sound of Music"! (Both came later, though, because we went to Vienna before Salzburg.) With our Eurail passes, we did not need to book trains everywhere we went, but the train-schedule we received with our passes was outdated. Our plans of taking a night-train to Paris from Amsterdam fell through because we discovered there was no night-train from Amsterdam to Paris. Even so, the Eurail pass was a boon. In Europe, with so few people travelling compared to in India, we did not need to reserve on most trains. Our passes served as tickets, so we just had to hop on and find unreserved seats. The unreserved seats, needless to say, are nothing like the horrifying general compartment we see here. We walked all over … [Read more...]
Backpacking through Europe: Venice
Venice was the place where we relaxed. When we got there, we were told at the information booth at the station that there was no way we would find cheap accommodation in Venice at the weekend. The best we would get was a place that cost €65 a night for three people. Okay, we said, okay. We'll be back. We went to our old faithful, the International Youth Hostel Federation (IYHF) map and found a phone number. The YH cost €17,50 per head and accommodation was available; so there. The line was unclear, but I heard clearly enough to get excited that we had to take boat number 82. Boat number! We were in Venice, the place with the Rialto and the Merchant! Thanks to the train strike, we had been dropped at Venezia Mestre instead of Venezia Centrale, so we had to take a bus before we could take a boat. Public transport is expensive in Venice, with no day passes or weekend passes. We paid €1,60 … [Read more...]
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