We went to Shri Mataji’s house in Oxted, but I can only remember patchy things because I was quite young. I used to love drawing maps, and drew this map which had some islands, an island for me and an island for Shri Mataji.
‘That’s no good because how am I going to visit you?’ She asked.
‘Well, I can’t take the ordinary train. What about an underground train?’ I said.
‘OK, that’s fine,’ Mother suggested.
So, with Her direction, we drew in this little sort of underground train track. That solved the problem.