The Old Lighthouse Hotel in Fort Cochin was once the residence of the Port Architect - it overlooked the beach, where boys played wild football on Sunday mornings -
From the terrace, you could watch fishermen sail their slender craft close to the shore - container ships headed for the open sea - camels carried awestruck infants over the sands -
Sophie was staying in Tamarind Villa, a poolside suite we'd booked for her and Paul -
After swimming in the pool, we would wrap scarlet towels around our sun burnt bodies -
We'd sit on the terrace, shaded by noble trees, pouring Kingfisher Ultras into our glasses -
Evening would draw on - the fuel depot across the estuary would become an iridescent city -
In our suite, geckos would watch over my ardent dreams -
wonderful, loved it there -
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