This morning I got up early (true story!!) and went down to the Dalai Lama's temple. I managed to time my trip perfectly as just as I got to the prayer wheels a big group of Tibetans who had been sitting down praying all stood up, starting singing their prayers, passing around handfuls of barley flour and then offered the flour (below).

Atferwards Sopa, the very friendly monk seen above sharing his barley with an elderly woman spinning a prayer wheel, introduced himself to me and we had a good old chin wag. His English was very enthusiastic blend of English, Tibetan, Chinese and giggling. Very funny.