In so many ways I love everything about daily life here : its something to do with the vibrancy of it all and the closeness of creation. I love the sun coming up so quickly every morning, the vegetables in the garden, the hustle, bustle, colour and noise of the local market and the abundance of fresh fruit and vegetables. But just sometimes - like today - I really miss Sainsburies!
The Bishop and his wife are coming for supper and chicken it must be.

So here's a photo of the chicken (and Dianes - who works for us). Well that's how it was when I left home for college a few hours ago. If all has gone to plan Dianes will have "done the business" with the chicken, and it will now be in the slow cooker. Here the challnege really begins - will 8 hours in the slow cooker render it to an edible state or will it need another hour in the pressure cooker?
I'll update the blog tomorrow to let you know.
Alastair is spending another day at Shunga hospital - his 3rd this week though that's unusual. Thanks for all of you who have asked about the little girl with the bomb injury - she's doing fine, as are the 3 mothers and babies of emergency sections this week and various other operations.
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