Wednesday, May 17

One of the advantages of the Crab Club on Lighthouse Beach is that it is raised and so you can sit and look over the walkway and the sand to the sea. One of the oddities of the place is that it never knowingly sells crab, as far as I can see.

We sit there as dusk approaches, mango lassi in hands, looking at the clusters of wires and wondering idly if anyone actually knows where they all go.