Villa 33
Travel Blogs from Blantyre
Ready for home....
... screw driver trying to mend a light. The Minister (guest of honour….was the minister of trade but due to a last minute cabinet re-shuffle is now the minister of mining so that was a little odd!) arrived and said he had lost his speech (which I had written!) and also had to leave at 10.30 right in the middle of the presentations! Jennie, Niki and I had arrived early thank goodness, because we also found that all 50 gowns needed to be ...
A weekend of rest
... thatched hut on stilts, all by itself in the reserve. No walls, just mozzie screens so it was very open and probably the only time I’ve felt a little anxious about spiders and the like. Under our hut we had a little outdoor bathroom which has to rate as the best view while having a poo in the world!
We had a lovely moochy time, they have an infinity pool so you feel like you can swim into the valley. We had our own ...
Over Half Way Through
... 8217;t ever follow a local recipe, it will always be improved in
someway. Yesterday we had a pudding party for a volunteer who is leaving. There
was no power all day so Jack cooked zitimbuwa on his new little charcoal stove.
They’re little banana doughnuts, but he spiced them up and made them into a
lovely delicacy rather than the street food they normally are. We also had a full fried breakfast cooked
over charcoal, it felt like a proper ...
24 hour days take their toll....
... long before the 4am call to prayer from the mosque up the lane. The muezzin sound a bit like the rag and bone men in Leek!
So, in brief…
Successes of the week: Jack’s oatcakes were brilliant and just like home. His sour-dough bread is ace. I’ve finished the business plan for the children’s centre (whoopee!!) it’s fifty pages long so I doubt anyone will ever read it, but it ...
Food Glorious Food
... there. He’s still managing to keep up with the Dogs Trust portraits, he’s taking advantage of the bank holiday to do a load of printing tomorrow, we have to hope that the mini press we bought out is up to the job. I’ll be spending the day sewing; I am making a bird mobile for the children’s centre, three birds made, 9 to go. Plus I’ll make one for Polly’s tree, two Mothers Days in one year feels too sad.
The ...