It’s been a bit humdrum these past couple of weeks. Well it was until Monday, when everything started getting a bit dramatic. I think I’ve mentioned that there are currently some new buildings under construction on site. They are beautiful and white with very nice timber ceilings. There are even some stairs inside (not something you usually come across in this neck of the woods). Well, the Big Boss from Nairobi decided to visit, just to see that everything’s going smoothly. Unfortunately, things did not go at all smoothly and he ended up discovering that 3 of the guys here have been helping themselves to supplies! They have now been arrested and we are awaiting events with baited breath. Last month we also had a visit from an irate father who came to collect his runaway son who’d nicked off with the school fees. Those builders certainly stop life becoming boring! Maybe I could put the book on hold so I can write a comic drama/ soap opera based on these real life events!?

The building work also means our running water is extremely erratic so I’m getting into the swing of carrying buckets of water around the place (although not too much cos most of it ends up on the ground).

Now for a proper paragraph on food. As I recall the food feature played an important role in my emails last year and I’d like to introduce it once again. I’m sorry to say that cabbages have taken a back seat due to the fact that my stomach is now accustomed to eating it at least once a day. Goats, on the other hand, are still incredibly significant. Mainly because I always walk into them when they’re hanging in the store. On Tuesday I got the shock of my life when I thought I was reaching for a plate and instead my hand came across the bloody rid cage of a former flower terrorist. The staff decided to kill one of the goats because nobody can be bothered to feed them so they might as well feed us! So, the flowers are safe once again and I’m learning 101 ways to prepare a goat, even the parts I thought you couldn’t eat. I’m not sure why but it seems that everything has to involve garlic. Good job there’s no vampires around.

We are also mourning the loss of porridge in the early morning routine. Due to rising prices in maize flour it has temporarily been taken off the menu. This smells because now I’m forced to drink tea or else put up with 3000 questions about why I’m not. Eggs, however, have made a comeback and are once again making Sunday morning a bright, happy and fun filled moment in the week.

And with that I bid you goodbye
Siobhan