In the 1970’s, we quite often went to Oxford Street shopping with Shri Mataji, and also round North Gower Street, in North London, to the Indian shops, and to the amazing Indian sweet shop. What was it called? Ambala, that’s right. We nearly always had Ambala sweets when Shri Mataji came to the leader’s flat there. And the extraordinary effect that Mother had was that when She was there you didn’t feel like eating, but when She had gone the sweets had all gone, because everybody had taken them!