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It's not unreasonable, I had thought, to assume that a yoga weekend at Mana Retreat centre in the Coromandel might involve a certain degree of privation.
An absence, at the very least, of things like iPods, cake, chatter and comfort. Replaced by early mornings, a few foot-behind-the-ear type contortions and a general austerity. Instead, not long after arriving, we feast on a large fabulous vegetarian dinner followed by pud and cream and then, in our first yoga session that night, we are taught to give one another a gold-class, five-star deluxe tuck-in.
