Fare thee well, dear child

Shirley off to the land of no salt and pepper. While her poor Indian palate may suffer so, and we feel the deepest sympathies, we here will greatly suffer from her absence so! Aye, much more than her palate will suffer.

She's young, like a young hart. And we fear the First World ways may befuddle her so, may wrought her maiden heart with worries so, may cause the skin of her forehead to wrinkle, may cause her hands to tremble and render them useless altogether!

So here's a little prayer for you, Shirley -

I pray You'll be her eyes, and watch her where she goes
And help her to be wise, in times when she doesn't know
Let this be her prayer, as she goes her way
Lead her to a place, guide her with Your grace
To a place where she'll be safe.

Well, that sounds like she's dead. But no, she's very alive. Probably 'alively-sinning' somewhere on the shores of Bangkok right now. All we'll say from here is don't overdose, we'd like to have you back breathing :-)

Enjoy yourself Shirley! Do not forget to soak in the jacuzzi with a cold bottle of Moscato. Every night. :-)