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Two years later and with a bunch of material I finally called up the Mongolian Embassy in Kensington Gardens.  I sent them a PDF entitled ‘Childhood and Folklore’ and went down to meet a fellow called Enkhbayar.  The London embassy is in a beautiful street of ornate embassy  houses each hanging flags from their respective country.  The front room of the ground floor was large and sparsely furnished -  Two desks rigged with computers, a kettle and a couple of framed pieces of art on the walls.  As Enkhbayar hurriedly finished some calls to Moscow, his colleague readied a car. We went outside and drove to the Mongolian Cultural Centre in Hammersmith.   On the way, Enkhbayar questioned me on my intentions and plans for the future. We arrived and met a lady who organises Mongolian Cultural events for the surprisingly large Mongolian population in the UK. She opened the door to a snug chamber with seats, books related to the steppe and other comforts. Beside the postage stamp sized Mongolian cultural centre there is a whitewashed hall, perfect for a yeti exhibtion.