Julian Fellowes, ze missing link

So animal-saviour friend arrived.This was obviously followed by a lot of cafe hopping, caffeine laden conversations,alcohol laden conversations,far too much food-laden conversations.Much conversation.(Think Disney version of chattering women).Anyway,so  one of these  involved 'Downton Abbey'.This was triggered by the sight of the book 'Snobs' by Julian Fellowes,peeking out of my bag.I had never heard of 'Downton Abbey' before,perhaps because it isn't airing on Indian television yet.Said friend is big fan of it.'Tis a period drama,set in around 1912,and is about the goings on in the family of Lord Grantham and the many servants of the house.
Turns out,the script writer of ' Downton Abbey' is Julian Fellowes.
Now, cat LOVES these sort of coincidences,they make me all excited for just a little while (friend did not know a thing about the script writer of 'Downton Abbey')

Lull before the storm..oh how i yearn to live curi
ous.

Long as an intestine unravelled

An insipid rice dish,a sterile plastic container.i find that as i sit it all vanishes into air, thick with heat.the heat of a thousands suns.Oh how i long to be in the mountains,to walk and smell something that reminds of something.It's a funny thing that smell triggers memories,mostly happy,and for a moment you forget.

A village that sells aam paapad.Only aam paapad.I imagine it smells of mangoes all the time.I would
like to work there for a week.A long roll of aam paapad i would make myself.A few hundreds of metres long.Long as an intestine unravelled.