Me and my sister Jali had a surfing lesson and were very surprised when we met mum. She told us that dad’s father, Daada Bannerjee from India was on his way to visit us. Jali only wanted to know if he would bring any presents. We started to prepare for his arrival because we thought he was going to rule our family like an old-fashioned prince. Mum went to a hairdresser and bought some new clothes. Then we practised “namaskar” an Indian greeting. It was late when Daada arrived we expected an old, wel