Africa is a timeless place. Literally. Many Africans don't have watches and those that do rely on the ones that don't for their timekeeping.
News has reached the equator that the south of England is officially in drought and faces a hosepipe ban.
Tragedy struck the other day. I lost my shirt. For avoidance of doubt, and in case anyone thinks I have been putting our last shillings on a horse, the truth is even worse than that.
We had been warned that it was going to be a long day and after two weddings in Rwanda, experience told us that a box of sandwiches would be a good thing to take with us, except that in the heat of
The creation of the Ugandan Protectorate in 1894 brought together a disparate and traditionally antagonistic group of territories. The largest of these was Buganda, home to the Ganda people.
It is almost the end of January and our children in Kigali have been back at school for three weeks.
It would not be wrong to call Kiwangala a one-horse town, except that the place can't boast so much as a donkey, never mind a horse.
Last week we had hoped to visit some of the women we are helping around Kiwangala in Uganda but events overtook us in the form of the burial of a small child (see A sad story).