A new visitor
The usual view from my office window is the back green to the rear of the Protestant Council building where a washing line displays anything from the guard's trousers to the table cloths from the r
The usual view from my office window is the back green to the rear of the Protestant Council building where a washing line displays anything from the guard's trousers to the table cloths from the r
Once again, end of term is on us and the streets are full with children who were there anyway as well as the ones that are happily without classes for the next two months.
We were down in darkest Nyamirambo yesterday (it was very dark - the rain was heavy) meeting the widows group we are working with down there.
We had an interesting conversation with our bank manager the other day.
"We have come to close our account. Here is the number."
We were off to a wedding yesterday. Getting married in Rwanda is no quick affair and with the civil ceremony over with during the week, yesterday was the big day at church.
Some of you may have noticed an item in the 'What's happening in Rwanda' section of our site. The Rwanda News Agency was reporting some figures from the latest UN Human Development Index.
We found this little chap in our bedroom the other day (it may have been a lady but I wasn't rude enough to ask.) At two inches across, with brown hairy armpits and a sullen expression on his face,
This week we were given a pleasant surprise with a visit from our old friend Aengus Stanley from Ireland. Except that Aengus hadn't come from Ireland this time but Kenya.
Usually at least once a week I eschew the comforts of vehicle or taxi-bus and walk home from CPR. At my age, the 7.5km takes an hour and twenty minutes.
Cobblers. Rwanda doesn't have cobblers, but it does have men (never women) who sit by the side of the road or in the markets stitching and gluing.