Colourful characters

Among my half written posts, is one about the amazing women I have in my life. I get quite emotional every time I work on it but I will unleash it at some point in time. Suffice it to say, I am so bloody lucky.  Most aren't fabulous emailers but they are incredible friends.One of them is Deb, a friend from Broken Hill who doesn't need to email yet. She came to Nepal on a Colourful Journey last year and was rushed at like royalty in Janakpur where pilgrims at the Janaki Mandir thought she was perhaps a film star and still wanted to be photographed with her when they found out she wasn't.  Theatre, not film. They don't know the half of it.  Her powerful and emotive version of There's a Hole in My Bucket with her dear friend Kate and the rest of the group for the kids at Sonrisa Nepal, still has us reaching for hankies.  And has become the stuff of folk lore.Last week, Mark Dapin, a journalist, wrote about Broken Hill in an article called Bent, not Broken. Broken Hill is a very different place. There are many colourful characters. Deb is one.  Mark's article talked about a few and gave a certain perspective on the Hill.  Deb's response in her blog here talks about others.  I have the good fortune of being able to hear her fabulous voice as I read.  (Ironic hey?) Makes for a more complete picture I think.