Back in Uganda, the flat I lived in as a child was above the marketplace- boisterous and bursting with stuff, including new and weird vegetables to […]
I have been a weak, stupidly pathetic old woman this year during Ramadhan, didn’t even try to fast in the first fortnight because the summer daylight […]
Here goes then, treading tentatively into my first blog. About eating and surviving in this odd household and unpredictable country. What an adventure is this marriage between […]