I had the opportunity to visit a Gypsy tribe only last week, and what a fantastic experience it was. The children I saw were dirty, poorly clothed and unable to read and write (probably) and yet they were so beautiful. One girl in particular carried a perfect white rabbit beneath her arms; it was the picture of innocence. The whole tribe were living in tents made of assorted bits of cloth in a small rural area known as ‘Aaluwaala’. There are a number of ways to translate this into English, it roughly means ‘The place of the potato’!