Tuesday My bowels are still in spate. But generally getting much better. Doris has been given a hot tip on a wholesale chemist in town where we can buy dewormers. The suspension for tiny people have been costing about 30 pence each and the tablets for the slightly larger person 25. I have a meeting...Read More

Thursday Quite a road trip planned. I need to get my ticket for Western first. Then to Ruai, to meet the amazing Dinah, at whose wonderful school Joseph, Jane, Miriam, Moses and Michael, whom I met in 2010, have been given opportunities they never imagined. Precis : Mum died. Dad abandoned. Kids lived feral. Felista...Read More

SUNDAY We are supposed to be doing a big medical in Kibera this afternoon but I am feeling ghastly. I postpone, hopefully till tomorrow. And stay in bed till noon. When I still feel shit, but slightly less so. I have Things To Do. I must sort things out with Evans the Soapstone, the Great...Read More

Wednesday 16th November I am writing this on Thursday, which is turning out to be the day from hell. Only because of money worries. So much need, so much I can do, so little money and more than half of it has gone. Ah for the days when I was constantly topping up my personal...Read More

Friday 18th November Six am, as it turns out, is quite nice. There is no traffic to speak of, the bus is on time and so am I. I board, recline my seat and fall deeply asleep, only waking as we reach Nakuru where I wee, get back on board, fall asleep again and wake...Read More

And another diary … From Western Kenya again Sunday 20 Nov The Godbotherers have incredible stamina. They are still marching around, dressed in white chanting and drumming as I drink my tea at 8.30. Mama B also restarts Ernest ( my landlord) in his bakery business. He is obviously skilled. And he cannot just spend...Read More

Last Diary ! Thursday David and I get asd far as Corner before the Davidmobile starts making some very funny noises that a car should undoubtedly not be making. I know the Sounds Of the Davidmobile. I know the click and whirr of the dodgy wheel, the stacatto beat referred to as “it is the...Read More

Another Mama Biashara Diary from November visit … nearly done now November 2016 The Final Wednesday Felista calls to ask if I can buy a phone for one of the kids from the home who was born with a hole in the heart and is now resident in Kenyatta Hosapital. I think someone is paying...Read More

Sunday I am looking through the order from Evans The Soapstone. It is a load of crap. I start packing the rest of the stuff into boxes and then – as the box of soapstone is to heavy for me to carry on a matatu – I call David. I leave the stuff with Evans...Read More

Saturday My trip to the market is irritating as a) the old bloke who makes the shakers hasn’t turned up b) the lad who makes the beaded bracelets has forgotton to make my Palestine order and c) perople will not stop bothering me. However I do find some fab Nativities from Fatuma’s Ugandan disabled group,...Read More