Evening all, Scoot - I can't come back to find such a glum Scoot and a sad MrsJB, buck yourselves up, sending you both ENORMOUS hugs. about them losing the work. Fingers crossed it all works out.
MrsJB, send H over to me, dd will willing answer all queries in that know-it-all 6 year old girl way.
M2LB - fingers crossed for today. Nervous but exciting too hopefully.
Julie, take the chance while you get it love. Where is the hopefully-to-be new house?
LG&T, distinctly no booby nose diving here, which, if I am frank, I am a little disappointed by, I mean I did expect him to kick up a little more of a fuss at the withdrawal of his boobies. But no. But it seems the boy will eat anything. Today it was frankfurters (don't let the MN police see, I am in Kenya fgs)cut into thirds. He loves a good piece of mango, chunks of cheese but his favourite is roasted chunks of butternut - yum.
So who wants to hear what life in Nairobi was like for me today then?
We wake up to glorious sunshine (thats the good bit) only to find an opposition MP has been shot dead. Cue rioting across town. i am supposed to meet a friend across town from me to go and see some furniture but I am slightly worried so we cancel and agree to meet in a mall halfway for coffee instead. I arrive at mall, which is distinctly quiet and there is a sense of unease, the reasons for which fall into place when she calls and says 'don't go, there are riots on Ngong road'. This is the road of the mall... I drop the shopping, run out of the supermarket to the car, uh oh, the security guards have locked the gates, keeping us in the carpark for our own safety. Panic, panic, the kids are on the other side of town, possible marauding masses are working their way down towards the mall I can't get out... in the distance I hear gunshots. So I grab a nearby girl Josephine, who has no car and offer her a lift (and some company for me!) and we make a dash for it. As is often the case, 200 yards away in the other direction life is carrying on as normal. So we drive out of there and I dash home, stopping to fill up with some essentials. Phew. A slight panic surrounds everyone as many pick up their kids from school early, but in our corner of the city all is calm so we move on to our playdate and life resumes... Welcome to Africa