And Then One Day: A Memoir

Author: Shah, Naseeruddin

• (I always puzzled over why they are called ‘drawing’ rooms—until a chance visit to Blair Castle in Pitlochry explained it; they were the rooms ladies would ‘withdraw’ to while the men drank their brandy and threw bread rolls at each other) with the then ubiquitous mounted- head tiger/leopard skins strung over dead fireplaces, ancient copies of Reader’s Digest on undusted mantels.

• always puzzled over why they are called ‘drawing’ rooms—until a chance visit to Blair Castle in Pitlochry explained it; they were the rooms ladies would ‘withdraw’ to while the men drank their brandy and threw bread rolls at each other)

• (I always puzzled over why they are called ‘drawing’ rooms—until a chance visit to Blair Castle in Pitlochry explained it; they were the rooms ladies would ‘withdraw’ to while the men drank their brandy and threw bread rolls at each other) with the then ubiquitous mounted- head

• (I always puzzled over why they are called ‘drawing’ rooms—until a chance visit to Blair Castle in Pitlochry explained it; they were the rooms ladies would ‘withdraw’ to while the men drank their brandy and threw bread rolls at each other)