Sophie Kinsella - Shopaholic & Sister

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To Gemma and Abigail, in celebration of being sisters.

DICTIONARY OF
INTERNATIONAL TRIBAL DIALECTS

ADDENDUM

(The following terms were mistakenly omitted from
the main dictionary.)

NAMI-NAMI TRIBE OF NEW GUINEA, p. 67

fraa (frar): elder tribesman; patriarch

mopi (mop-i): a small ladle for serving rice or meal

shup (shop): to exchange goods for money or beads. A concept unknown by the tribe until a visit in 2002 by British tourist Rebecca Brandon (formerly Bloomwood)

ROYAL CAIRO INSTITUTE OF ARCHAEOLOGY

31 El Cherifeen Street
Cairo

Mrs. Rebecca Brandon
c/o Nile Hilton Hotel
Tahrir Square
Cairo

January 15, 2003

Dear Mrs. Brandon

I am glad you are enjoying your honeymoon in Cairo. I was pleased to hear that you feel a bond with the Egyptian people and agree it is quite possible that you have Egyptian blood in you.

I also welcome your interest in the museums jewelry display. However, further to your inquiry, the sweet little ring you refer to is not for sale. It once belonged to Queen Sobeknefu of the 12th Dynasty and, I can assure you, would be missed.

I hope you enjoy the rest of your stay.

Yours sincerely,

Khaled Samir
Director

TOWER HOUSE
CANARY WHARF
LONDON E14 5HG

Fax for: Mrs Rebecca Brandon
c/o Four Seasons Hotel
Sydney
Australia

From: Denise OConnor
Customer Service Coordinator

6 February 2003

Dear Mrs Brandon:

We are sorry to inform you that your Bondi Beach carved sand mermaid has disintegrated during shipping.

We would remind you that we made no guarantees as to its safety and advised you against the shipping process.

Yours sincerely,

Denise OConnor
Customer Service Coordinator

Alaskan Trails and Adventures, Inc.

PO BOX 80034
CHUGIAK, AK 99567

FAX FOR: Mrs. Rebecca Brandon
c/o White Bear Lodge
Chugiak

FROM: Dave Crockerdale
Alaskan Trails and Adventures

February 16, 2003

Dear Rebecca:

Thank you for your inquiry.

I would strongly advise you against attempting to ship to Britain six husky dogs and a sleigh.

I agree that husky dogs are wonderful animals and am interested in your idea that they could be the answer to pollution in cities. However, I think it unlikely the authorities would allow them on the streets of London, even if you did customize the sleigh with wheels and add a numberplate.

I hope you are still enjoying your honeymoon.

Kind regards,

Dave Crockerdale
Trail Manager

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OK. I can do this. No problem.

Its simply a matter of letting my higher self take over, achieving enlightenment, and becoming a radiant being of white light.

Easy-peasy.

Surreptitiously I adjust myself on my yoga mat so Im facing the sun directly, and push down the spaghetti straps of my top. I dont see why you cant reach ultimate-bliss consciousness and get an even tan at the same time.

Im sitting on a hillside in the middle of Sri Lanka at the Blue Hills Resort and Spiritual Retreat, and the view is spectacular. Hills and tea plantations stretch ahead, then merge into a deep blue sky. I can see the bright colors of tea pickers in the fields, and if I swivel my head a little, I can glimpse a distant elephant padding slowly along between the bushes.

And when I turn my head still further, I can see Luke. My husband. Hes the one on the blue yoga mat, in the cutoff linen trousers and tatty old top, sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed.

I know. Its just unbelievable. After ten months of honeymoon, Luke has turned into a totally different person from the man I married. The old corporate Luke has vanished. The suits have disappeared. Hes tanned and lean, his hair is long and sun-bleached, and hes still got a few of the little plaits he had put in on Bondi Beach. Round his wrist is a beaded bracelet he got in Tanzania, and in his ear is a tiny silver hoop.

Luke Brandon with an earring! Luke Brandon sitting cross-legged!

As though he can feel my gaze, he opens his eyes and smiles, and I beam back happily. Ten months married. And not a single row.

Well. You know. Only the odd little one.

Siddhasana, says our yoga teacher, Chandra. Hes a tall, thin man in baggy white yoga trousers, and he always speaks in a soft, patient voice. Clear your minds of all extraneous thought.

Around me Im aware of the eight or nine others in the group moving into position on their mats. Obediently I place my right foot on my left thigh.

OK. Clear my mind. Concentrate.

I dont want to boast, but I find clearing my mind pretty easy. I dont quite get why anyone would find it difficult! I mean, not thinking has to be a lot easier than thinking, doesnt it?

In fact, the truth is, Im a bit of a natural at yoga. Weve only been on this retreat for five days but already I can do the Lotus and everything! I was even thinking I might set up as a yoga teacher when we go back home.

Maybe I could set up a partnership with Trudie Styler, I think in sudden excitement. God, yes! And we could launch a range of yoga wear, too, all soft grays and whites, with a little logo

Focus on your breathing, Chandra is saying.

Oh, right. Yes. Breathing.

Breathe in... breathe out. Breathe in... breathe out. Breathe

God, my nails look fab. I had them done at the spalittle pink butterflies on a white background. And the antennae are little diamonds. They are so sweet. Except one seems to have fallen off. I must get that fixed

Becky. Chandras voice makes me jump. Hes standing right there, gazing at me with this look he has. Kind of gentle and all-knowing, like he can see right inside your mind.

You do very well, Becky, he says. You have a beautiful spirit.

I feel a sparkle of delight all over. I, Rebecca Brandon, ne Bloomwood, have a beautiful spirit! I knew it!

You have an unworldly soul, he adds in his soft voice, and I stare back, totally mesmerized.

Material possessions arent important to me, I say breathlessly. All that matters to me is yoga.

You have found your path. Chandra smiles.

Theres an odd kind of snorting sound coming from Lukes direction, and I look round to see him looking over at us in amusement.

I knew Luke wasnt taking this seriously.

This is a private conversation between me and my guru, thank you very much, I say crossly.

Although, actually, I shouldnt be surprised. We were warned about this on the first day of the yoga course. Apparently, when one partner finds higher spiritual enlightenment, the other partner can react with skepticism and even jealousy.

Soon you will be walking on the hot coals. Chandra gestures with a smile to the nearby pit of smoldering ashy coals, and a nervous laugh goes round the group. This evening Chandra and some of his top yoga students are going to demonstrate walking on the coals for the rest of us. This is what were all supposed to be aiming for. Apparently, you attain a state of bliss so great, you cant actually feel the coals burning your feet. Youre totally pain free!