Hello ,
Greetings from Kolkata, India. Where I am visiting one of our oldest suppliers, it is Diwali the festival of lights. The biggest festival of the year, it's the Indian Christmas, with heaps of traditions attached, not least setting off firecrackers.
Last week I was telling you about fake news and the rather posh trade show in Greater Noida near Delhi. You can read about it here.
Since then I have spent a couple of days in a madly congested central Delhi catching up with some other suppliers and then caught the evening flight down to Kolkata.
Regular readers will know that Mr Chatterjee makes our jute and cotton bags. And perhaps more importantly he also looks after the children's home we adopted about three years ago.
When we found Mr Kundo and his wife bravely trying to care for 25 opened kids, all he wanted was the roof fixed because in monsoon time no inch of the house was dry. The kids were sullen and bedraggled, but at least they had a home.
So we fixed the roof, then running water, then proper toilet and kitchen. Bit by bit Chatterjee has organised lots of things.
18 months ago we decided to employ an English teacher two hours a day after school. On my last visit in February, the English spoken was hesitant and broken and I worried that the English lessons were maybe not working. At the time Mr Chatterjee gave them all a speech about how all the best jobs require the ability to speak English, and that speaking English was the key to a successful life.
We arrived at the home in the evening just as the sun was setting. The house is at the end of a lane and borders a lake. I could see across the lake before we arrived, all the kids lined up in Sunday best waiting for us.Chatterjee said they were very excited.