I'm sitting in the garden writing the draft of this blog (don't worry mum I'm in the shade). Daniel and Joshua are inside ill and Caleb and Bethany are playing.
We've had a bit of week for illness. I had a funny vertigo thing last Saturday (not in the book of tropical diseases) and then a virus thing in the week, hot and cold and aching all over. The problem here is that as soon as you get a temperature you wonder if you've got malaria. I was advised to visit the little doctors surgery (more of a cupboard) outside the compound for a malaria blood test. It only costs 500 shillings (25p) and then you go back in half an hour for the result. It came back negative which was a relief, but it's always good to check! Daniel has now come down with the same malaise and then last night I was up about 4 times with Joshua who'd sickness and diarrhoea. Again the question is does he have malaria? His temperature isn't that high so we've decided to wait until later to decide whether he needs a test. He's not overly fond of having 'pricks' as the injections to come here are still rather fresh in his mind. Will keep you posted.
Our language training that was supposed to start this week didn't happen because the teacher didn't turn up. Apparently her daughter has malaria, but hopefully we should see her next week. She lives a days bus ride away so who knows. Daniel spent the week in the office trying to sort a few things out and I did my usual things at home with my mamas! I was very pleased that for the first time ever I managed to boil the milk without it boiling over. Trivial I know, but everytime so far I have completely forgotten about it. I've even gone out and left it on to come back and find it boiling over everywhere. Fortunately the one time I actually went off site leaving the milk, there was a power cut so the house didn't burn down. Good job really because the list of things we have broken in this house is getting longer and longer. Don't expect the usual residents would have been too pleased to find we'd actually burnt the whole house down. (Although it might put the broken cups, fridge panel, rug that Caleb has pooed on, other rug that Joshua has thrown up on, the video that now only plays in black in white in some perspective!!!) We'll be really glad to move into our own house and break our own things.
I also did the school run for the first time this week. Just a little bit different to the one I used to do in Watford. I'm not sure what the speed limit is, no one seems quite sure. Not sure if there are any give way rules, but it seems to be go if it's clear or whoever is in the most hurry. There aren't that many other cars or 4x4's on the road, but there are lots of people, carts, buses and bikes to avoid. Just imagine all the people that are in cars in the UK going to work, just that they're not in cars, they're mostly walking, or on bikes or in Daladalas (minibuses which people keep getting into but don't appear to get out of). Most of the school run is on a tarmac road, but the last bit is fun - forget speed bumps, these are huge potholes and bumps. The kids think it's great fun but I'm not so sure. I have to concentrate hard to drive over bumps, avoid ditches at the side of the road and not kill any pedestrians. The other interesting sight on the school run is machine-gun man and all the prisoners, dressed in their bright orange uniforms cutting grass. Feels, slightly strange when you're used to prisoners being confined to prisons in the UK. Our neighbour's asked someone to arrange for their trees to be trimmed and he turned up the next day with 15 prisoners to do the job!!
We gave our first loan out this week. The gardener said he needed it for trouble at home!! We gave it to him because we know him quite well now and he works very hard. He wanted 15,000 shillings, that's only about £7.50 for us but it's a weeks wages for him. It will be interesting to see how many more people we get now wanting loans.
My other success this week is that I've managed to locate coffee beans. My mamma found them in the market. Despite the fact that Tanzania exports coffee no one seems to drink it here, chai is the beverage of choice. Not even the Swiss Germans on the MAF compound seem to drink coffeee. Anyway my beans are still green, so I need to roast them in the oven, then grind them, and then voila I have real coffee. I even have a grinder. Hurray, no more 'Africafe'!.