I’m hopelessly behind with my posts but I’m going to make an effort to rectify that over the next few days. For now though, let me tell you about our day at the market in Kapoeta last Saturday. Fuel is a rare commodity here now. There is no diesel and we have heard that a permit is now needed to move fuel outside of the capital. We had heard that there might be… Read More
There are many things I enjoy about Africa but I am both terrified of and thrilled by night time. Terrified because there are all kinds of nasties that come to life at night time; scorpions, mosquitoes, snakes, big hairy spiders. But I am thrilled by it because it is beautiful. It’s so dark that sometimes I’m not sure whether my eyes are open or closed. Sometimes the moon shines so brightly casting… Read More
The journey from London to Nairobi to Loki to Narus. Crossing borders, fighting for whiskey and seeing how the world has changed.
This is another post that I should have written months ago but better late than never I guess. I am proud to say that this is the fruit of my last visit to South Sudan and I am excited about what adventures my next trip holds in store. Thank you Sister Susan for such a lovely message and to Fr. Tim for his impressive camera work!! But most of all, thank you… Read More
As I mentioned in earlier posts, the war broke out shortly after I left South Sudan in 2013. It was during the girls “long holiday” so we feared that they would not be able to return to school when the term started in January. The opposite was the case. Girls came to school in such numbers that there was not enough dormitory space. In this video, Fr. Tim shows us the tarpaulin… Read More
This post took me a while to write for a whole host of reasons. 1) For a while I couldn’t quite process the fact I was back. Of course, I was looking forward to starting my new job and getting stuck into that new adventure. I missed my friends in London but I didn’t want my life in South Sudan to be over. I thought that my next post would be a… Read More
“There was no fat on it and no luxuriance anywhere; it was Africa distilled up through 6,000 feet, like the strong and refined essence of a continent.” From Out of Africa by Karen Blixen When we were in Nairobi and at those times when the absolute beauty of the sunset over the majestic Ngong Hills was almos breath taking Tim would say “I had a farm in Africa at the foot of… Read More
Sunday Mass in Riwoto complete with Kizito dancers.