Archives for the month of: January, 2016

We killed two scorpions and two snakes in the house over Christmas. The scorpions are old friends, we’re used to them, but the snakes are extremely unusual. Oh yes, and a couple of hedgehogs as well. The boys roast them over an open fire and eat them.


The road through our village has several very steep parts which get eroded during the rainy season, leaving nothing but ruts and sharp rocks. Passengers get thrown about in the back of the car, and it plays havoc with tyres and suspension rods.

So it’s become something of an annual tradition, between Christmas and New Year, for the entire village to descend on the road to repair it.

I joined 100 other people early this morning. The younger men dig earth and stones out of the nearby fields . The women and children transport the loads on their heads to the road. The older men fill in the holes to make the road smooth again.

Then we all go back to my place for millet beer and grilled sesame seeds.

Another day of hard work, interdependence and laughter in an African village.