The reason why were on that long haul flight (see last post) is that the husband is working on one of the architects of new Delhi, who had started life as a recorder of Byzantine monuments in Greece (name W S George, one of Lutyens's side-kicks, designer of the Regal Cinema and a variety of other things in the vicinity).
He had things to do, and I had things to write, snuggled up in the hotel….but he had booked for us to go round what I still find myself calling inadvertently the Viceroy’s Palace (but should, of course, be the President’s Palace), designed by Edwin Lutyens over the 10’s, 20’s and 30’s of the twentieth century, now the residence of the Indian Head of State, not any longer (phew) the Viceroy. This has only been an easy option for a few months, and you can book online. (And the best speedy background to it is a great radio broadcast by Matthew Parris, Simon Jenkins and Jane Ridley; click here.
It was an unexpected – and truly rewarding – experience in all kinds of ways.