Overheard on the train

There was a young woman with a small boy on the train. He was a cheerful kid, interested in the world, and the two of them obviously got on well. Mostly they talked about what he could see out of the window. Near the end of the journey, the conversation went like this.
"I want to see my daddy."
"Yes, I know."
"Will I see him today?"
"Yes."
"Is he in the naughty place?"
"Shush!"

Cycling to India

I got a travel book from a charity book stall: Full Tilt by Dervla Murphy. Lots of 10-year-olds get a bike and an atlas. This one decided that she wanted to cycle to India, so (much later) she did. She posted diary entries home, and collected them unedited into this book.

It's a bit like reading what your elderly relatives did before you were born. It's fascinating, but obviously from a very different time.

She seems to have done other adventurous travel books, and I've got enough out of this one that I might try another. Judging by title alone, it might be In Ethiopia with a Mule.