I have just returned form the workshop with the sex workers and wanted to capture my thoughts before they become diluted by the aftermath of the Malawi football match! I picked up Sam and Eric (Patrick has lent us his car for the weekend) and drove to a suburb of Lilongwe, home to a single story, multiple-building school that looked more like a post modern bottle bank sprawling strategically across a dusty dirt track. Grace (of the Saving Grace foundation) and Ruth, one of the trainees were already there and the 12 women rocked up over the course of the next [View Full Entry]

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I am just having breakfast in Mabuya Camp on Saturday morning. It was nice to have a lie in today as the 6.30am start really is anathema to me. In my previous life they were lucky if I made it into the office before 9.30am, and that was only two days a week! So it feels like treat time today. I indulged in some real coffee for breakfast, we are going to look at a house today with Archie, our dubious, but lovely, campsite compatriot and most excitingly for me I have heard there is a gym that I am gonna [View Full Entry]

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April fools day and I come round in Nairobi. On my way to Malawi and its no joke......I have arrived. After being mildly apprehensive about the potential line of questioning a 5 month return ticket and 1 month visa might induce, I am relieved that a simple 'just going to hang about' seems to quell the curiosity of the immigration officer who asks how exactly am I planning on spending my elongated stay in Malawi. Once safely through the pearly gates I am swiftly ambushed by a chirpy chap in a decidedly African shirt who would like to know ''if I [View Full Entry]

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