Bandhavghar used to belong to a Maharaja who invited his wealthy friends, to ride elephants into the forest to hunt tigers.

Of course most of us have told  our family and friends the funny or strange or interesting things that have happened to us to. We've told these stories in the pub or over a meal. But standing in front of an audience that has paid money to hear you is a different kettle of fish.

We took a deep breath and ventured out again.   We'd go to a shopping mall mentioned in the guide book.  A shopping mall would be the kind of place we could look around unmolested, finger the silk, admire exotic saris, have a coffee.

We arrived in Delhi at night.   The taxi drive to our hotel was slightly hairy but we got there. Next morning we pulled back the curtains to see buildings and roads below us.   And monkeys leaping about on a flat roof.   Ahhhh cute.

This is what made me a storyteller. I was lucky. I grew up in a family of storytellers