Achallenged baby and his harassed mother find escape in the snows of Nepal, along with his little brother. Jane Howarth-Wilson’s book is a travelogue with a distinct difference. There are very few mothers from the West who would consider taking a baby with a hole in its heart and innumerable other problems to a remote valley in Nepal, but Wilson-Howarth, despite everyone’s warnings, looked on it as a merciful release from the cold inhumanity of the United Kingdom medical system—made more ironic by the fact that she herself was a trained healthcare professional. Simon, her husband, was based on Rajapur island with a two-year irrigation project.
The book is a description of a life that becomes idyllic despite her worries about David the baby. Wilson-Howarth and her older son Alexander learn to cope with hairy caterpillars and hole-in-the-ground toilets, not to mention the local population who, while of course loving babies, have their own peculiarities. The weather is Nepal is very different from clammy, foggy England, and she goes on long treks with her husband and children, not to mention elephant rides in the national parks, where they come across tigers.