Our house. It's larger than our flat in Scotland.
We lived in a compound with barbed wire topped walls and guards with pump-action shotguns.
The guards seemed less intimidating once you'd seen them with a huge pink umbrella or a toddler in tow.
The compound always had plenty of work for the gardeners. I like the little iridescent blue patches in this gazania.
The ubiquitous Indian Myna. These are everywhere, filling that pigeon-like niche in the local ecology.
A Roseringed Parakeet. A noisy bunch of these lived on the compound.
Meet Herbert. He is about 4-5 inches toe-to-toe and his bite is not poisonous, as I discovered first-hand.
A more welcome invader, whose snoozing spot is not as concealed as he imagines.
Abbottabad. OBL's house is somewhere behind that ridge on the left. It was curious to us that the BBC and others expressed so much incredulity that his compound was not spotted earlier with its 12-foot walls. All the houses here of a certain level of affluence are like that.
Clothes shopping is a little more involved, requiring a trip to choose your cloth, followed by a trip to the tailor.
Likewise, food is much more labour intensive. Items like these which won't be peeled or cooked will need to be soaked with a little detergent and/or baked for a few minutes before eating.
Here's a bit of what the local area looks like...
Seemingly constructed from the top bit of a Suzuki taxi, a few pulleys and a few planks,
why would you not take this cable car if it cuts half an hour off your commute?
Jenny with a couple of our guests. In this conservative area the done thing is for women to wear a chaddor to cover their head
(and most of their body, in fact).
In the autumn/early winter there was a long stretch with no rain.
Old school entertainment.
You can't walk far without meeting people. The locals don't really understand why anyone would ever walk for pleasure.
If you're not working or visiting family, why would you bother walking anywhere?
A Treepie - in this part of spring there were lots of young birds investigating the use of their wings
and deciding whether or not to be afraid of humans.
A Yellow-billed Blue Magpie - a pair of these nested and brought up a chick just behind where I was working on the solar water heater.
A Paradise Flycatcher - often glimpsed in the spring, but their liking of shady places and habit of never sitting still for more than a few seconds don't make for good picture-taking.
Sunset from Mangal village.