The first to reach Teja is a little blonde girl of about five or six, launching herself at him like a pouncing lynx, squealing with glee.

Other children, slightly older, cluster around Teja, and hugs them as the little girl clings to him quite well on her own, and then there's the oldest, teenagers, a boy and a girl. The boy has a tiny creature of about two, in short little shirts and of (as yet) indiscriminate gender, clinging to each of his hands, clearly twins, who are looking at Teja with big expectant eyes.