Thank you Bob Stead for introducing me to proper curry .
When I was 11 I made a friend for life, Jane Stead . She came to my house , I went to hers .Our 2 families met up in the IOW for a holiday . We all liked eating ,drinking, laughing ,swimming, walking etc- the usual stuff . But , her family was very different to mine , in that her dad,Bob , could cook … and having been brought up in India ,the thing he liked cooking most were curries .
So at the age of 12 ,only ever having sampled curry in Vesta form ( anyone under 40 , google it – you won’t believe we thought this was haute cuisine ) , I went to the Steads and Bob cooked up Bhunas and Dansaks and Goshtobas and Undhiyus. I couldn’t get enough of them .
Sadly Bob died on 25th March, 3 months before his 90th birthday , and yesterday was his funeral . So to stop me crying , because ,in truth , all I am thinking of is Rosie , I went through the names of as many different curries I could think of . You’ll be glad to know I did it in my head .
It was a lovely service , followed by an Indian feast back in his other daughter’s garden .